A Firesign Chat for Jul 10, 2014 [11 parts]

[Catherwood]

[part 1 of 11]
HTML version at
http://www.firesigntheatre.com/chat/logs/fstchat_20140710.html

||||||||| 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 July 10, 2014 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| 7:55 PM: DJTweeny jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!"
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:45pmET **'
||||||||| Outside, the 7:56 PM uptown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving Rufus_T_Firetween coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 8 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:45pmET - you can join the streams now (no audio yet - just a chance for everybody to get connected) at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u (streaming server graciously provided by Radio Free Dishnuts - www.dishnuts.net) **'
||||||||| Catherwood leads D James in through the front door at 8:40 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
||||||||| ktuf tiptoes in around 8:40 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
||||||||| lily enters at 8:41 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Chapeau Manger.
lily: hi D James DJTweeny ktuf
DJTweeny: Hi ktuf, lily, D James
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - Warm Up Music (various artists) - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u (streaming server graciously provided by Radio Free Dishnuts - www.dishnuts.net) **'
lily: and tween hello
DJTweeny: Merlyn fixed the problem with the links :)
lily: on your mark get set wait
DJTweeny: lol
||||||||| cat sneaks in around 8:48 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last week's "unpleasant incident."
DJTweeny: Dear Friends this evening, so all these songs are about friendship
DJTweeny: Hey cat
lily: raspberry cookies and cherry cola
DJTweeny: Which powerful computer motor you will to be using this evening, cat?
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "8:49 PM and late as usual, it's AllNightImages, just back from Dallas."
DJTweeny: should satisfy your sugar craving, lily
cat: this one doesnt work
DJTweeny: Hi AllNightImages
cat: at least for sound i tried the dishnuts site as well as still no sound. ok, i'll go find the mac
AllNightImages: howdy
lily: sugar is our friend
DJTweeny: our sweet friend
cat: not so much, lily
lily: well its in everything
DJTweeny: More Sugar!
cat: more sugar was a complaint, not an ad
||||||||| Catherwood leads dklein into the room, accepts a jar of pennies as a gratuity, mutters something about 8:53 PM, then departs.
DJTweeny: Hi deklein
||||||||| "8:53 PM? 8:53 PM!!" says Catherwood, "''Bob'' should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as ''Bob'' enters and sits on the couch.
DJTweeny: Hi Bob
||||||||| Outside, the 8:54 PM downtown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving cat 2 coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
''Bob'': Hiya Tweeny!
''Bob'': I saw the post on Facebook in time, for a change. :)
||||||||| NancyKat steps in at 8:55 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
lily: funny bob
DJTweeny: Hi NancyKat
''Bob'': It like FB purposely waits to show me until the next day or something...
NancyKat: Hi, DJTweeny...and all...first time here...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "8:56 PM and late as usual, it's EWeston, just back from Elmertown."
lily: welcome Nancy Kat
EWeston: Hey Tweeny and folks. Hope Dex ran the negative force to ground
NancyKat: Fangs, lily...good to be here...good to be anywhere...i guess...I think this obsidian doorknocker is yours, Catherwood...
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside NancyKat and mumbles "Would you like something?"
||||||||| "8:57 PM? 8:57 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Liver should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Liver enters and sits on the couch.
cat: hi other cat
||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!"
lily: Hello live, cocktails for all catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood snubs lily
NancyKat: MORE SUGAR! LOL...No, Catherwood...i'm fine...you see, i have...A PICKLE!
||||||||| Catherwood snubs NancyKat
Liver: So how di I get the streaming?
||||||||| shoes for the dead enters at 8:58 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Hat Pack Annex.
cat: it's amazing i still have a liver.
shoes for the dead: howdy
cat: maybe that's You, like Gogol's story The Nose
Liver: That liver is ME! Give me back!!
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:59 PM and Nabby bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
EWeston: T'Shoes
NancyKat: Make mine a Shirley Temple...and a Vodka Gimlet for my dog, ruth...
shoes for the dead: Nabby
lily: who needs liver when you have steak
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, July 10, 2014 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Nabby: Howdy
EWeston: But what's at steak here?
shoes for the dead: eggs
NancyKat: And the crowd goeth wild...yea....High Steaks...Pot fed bovine?
cat: hii nab. mac works fine, tween
EWeston: No witches at steak then.
DJTweeny: Hi Nabby, shoes, Liver, EW
Nabby: Cheerio
Nabby: Hi Tween
DJTweeny: kewl cat
EWeston: Nabbster
cat: good one, nancy
||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!"
NancyKat: EW-I should hope not! *Hides her broom*...
Nabby: EW
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - "DEAR FRIENDS" - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u - THIS ALBUM MAY BE PURCHASED AT >> http://laughstore.stores.yahoo.net/firtheatdear.html **'
lily: phillys best hot cheese
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:02 PM and late as usual, it's dude, just back from Elmertown."
Liver: I found it! I have this on vinyl but haven't play it in ears! flashback > pfff
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "9:02 PM and late as usual, it's Beet, just back from Billville."
EWeston: My cat ate my broom
Nabby: yea
Beet: Classic material
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about "DEAR FRIENDS" at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=bdb-ln and http://www.allmusic.com/album/dear-friends-mw0000074648
NancyKat: cat..ahfang you, i'm on till 10, tip your waitstaff...try the tilapia...
DJTweeny: Hi dude, Beet
Liver: your cat is your broom

[Catherwood]

[part 2 of 11]
Beet: Howdy evryone!
''Bob'': We still have a battered vinyl copy in the stacks at WCNI. :)
cat: a friend sent me this when it came out. i was living in Yamagata, not far from the more recently earthquaked zone
||||||||| "9:03 PM? 9:03 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Lil should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Lil enters and sits on the couch.
lily: straw cat
Nabby: hi Beet
EWeston: I'll try the tip of an old hat
DJTweeny: Hi Lil
Beet: Hi Nab
shoes for the dead: hey Lil
lily: wish I had more cookies
cat: lily, lil, now we need a Lil E.
EWeston: Hey you try and set on my cat, without health coverage
Nabby: oh lily and lil hi
NancyKat: cookies...
lily: Hi Nabby
Lil: You can call me Nancy
Lil: Hi gang
||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!"
Beet: To all derivations of "Lil" hello
cat: we already have a nancy. susan underhilll?
EWeston: Any change of Blubber showing up?
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Merlyn into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:05 PM, then departs.
Nabby: Everyone knew...
Liver: love is a nose & you better not pick it!
Nabby: a salt filled pancake
lily: If I changed my name I would not know me
cat: hi merl
lily: Hi Beet
NancyKat: betty jo bialoski...
Nabby: hey Merlyn
DJTweeny: Hi Merlyn
EWeston: Love is a pickett free zone
cat: i change my name every week on chat.
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
Nabby: goodnight John Boy
||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!"
Lil: Not bad, but will keep Lil for now, else I'll confuse myself
NancyKat: lily...true...
Nabby: Jubilee!
cat: i need 2 computers to listen and type so i need to names at least
Merlyn: hey djtweeny
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:06 PM and late as usual, it's General Dysfunction, just back from Maple Heights."
DJTweeny: Hi General
Nabby: what?
Liver: Salude, General!
EWeston: General functions, are resumed
Liver: Hour the troops?
Beet: b> tween is blue
General Dysfunction: Hi, just got back from the chemical xchange
EWeston: Hot
||||||||| Happy tiptoes in around 9:07 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
Nabby: true blue
Nabby: hi Gen
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Elayne in through the front door at 9:07 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
DJTweeny: Hi Happy
Beet: how did I do that?
Liver: Nice beakers there, General
DJTweeny: Hey Elayne

Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about "DEAR FRIENDS" at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=bdb-ln and http://www.allmusic.com/album/dear-friends-mw0000074648

Elayne: Even in' all!
cat: HI El
General Dysfunction: honk honk
EWeston: We've bagged an Elayne too!
cat: hope all is well with you
shoes for the dead: hey El
Nabby: did they hang that ath--oh hi Elayne
cat: I had one of the best days ever today. And now here you are
''Bob'': You're not a bag, Elayne.
Liver: Oh carp! There's someone at the door! I must
lily: Elayne hi
Beet: Hi E
EWeston: She shapes one well
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
cat: Maybe the best squid ever. Also took 150 pix, most great.
lily: ccat do tell
NancyKat: Time machine
NancyKat: pickle
Elayne: So now I'm the old bag... Well yeah, it's a faair cop...
Beet: Mr. Foster Freeze
cat: also some inspiring art at the art gallery
shoes for the dead: how do ya shape a well?
EWeston: What you do to bags is probably, illegal
General Dysfunction: how do ya?
Liver: A well? I can dig it!!
||||||||| "9:09 PM? 9:09 PM!!" says Catherwood, "DadSir2U should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as DadSir2U enters and sits at the bar.
cat: i'll post the pix i like best to my blog, www.seemrealland.blogspot.com
Elayne: Cat, did DocTech get back to you red the Skyping? He completely forgot to tell me about it
Nabby: she can dig it
||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| ktuf - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cat: also a review of the squid.
EWeston: You shape a well with the common, or garden twerk
cat: no el. i'm sure y'all had a great time in conn.
DJTweeny: Hi DadSir
Elayne: We had a great time visiting them
shoes for the dead: not the hybrid?
NancyKat: EW...ohe...you mean a hoe...
Liver: lookit the grouse!!

[Catherwood]

[part 3 of 11]
EWeston: Freezes my John every time
cat: enjoy the brirdgeport festivities?
Elayne: DocTech's friend Mark, who lives in the next town over, put on a great fireworks show
||||||||| Catherwood leads dabney into the room, accepts a $3 bill as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:11 PM, then departs.
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Mystic Ct. close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:11 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the Aviary.
cat: yes i met him
shoes for the dead: barebating
cat: and his wife. their daughter was in university in LA when i was there 5 years ago. must have graduated by now
Elayne: I'm not typing as fast on this iPad as I do from my desktop. bRB
||||||||| "Hey Elayne!" ... Elayne turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 9:12 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Nabby: hi dad and dab
EWeston: Like nude batting?
''Bob'': Put some lipstick on that pig.
EWeston: And gloss man
NancyKat: Rouge as well?
cat: that's not a pig, that's a cosmetics executive
shoes for the dead: no, just stand it
lily: snout makeup
Liver: It's stlii a pig, Sarah.
EWeston: An if we wanna put eyeliner on a pig...I'll bring the camera
EWeston: Snot here?
DJTweeny: Hi dabney, Mystic
lily: in a ear
shoes for the dead: snot there either

||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."

NancyKat: Are we gonna go whole hog on this one with a dress and accessories?
EWeston: Watta a rush!
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Elayne close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 9:15 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the anteroom.
Elayne: Back
EWeston: Do not put a corsette on a pig
Nabby: no pants on pigs
lily: it takes a lotta nail polish to do those toes
Elayne: "It doesn't do a thing for the corset, and it just annoys the pig"
Nabby: welcome back E
EWeston: Porky showd the way
shoes for the dead: or a dress on a boar
NancyKat: EW because of backfat/fatback/
Elayne: I couldn't read the conversation and comment at the same time using my little mini iPad, this desktop is much better for things like that
Elayne: I type faster on it, too
Elayne: Say, where's Dex? I haven't seen him around lately.
EWeston: It really confuses their sex life...GOOT!
Nabby: I ds tyoo
lily: I will get it wrong every time
Nabby: blb
DJTweeny: Yeah, Dex didn't make it last week either
cat: i hope dex is well.
cat: how are doc and lily and their cats, el?
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign's NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
lily: I have a pussy not a pussy
shoes for the dead: i see the precedent was in your town, Tween
||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!"
''Bob'': When is a pussy not a pussy? Very zen.
Elayne: Cat, all are well. Kahlo is 18 years old and he's still going strong.
Elayne: We only saw him and Cocteau. And the white one, um, Pollack I think.
cat: our cats are only 10 and will probably live on. our 12 year old Icy, on the other paw....
Elayne: Seurat I think I caught a glimpse of, and the other one whose artist-name I forget was nowhere in sight.
Nabby: lick a boot
EWeston: Good for Kahlo, I've had a few last as long
Elayne: Our Amy is 17-1/2
Elayne: Datsa lasted until almost age 20.
Elayne: I still miss him, he's been 2 years since he died.
Nabby: I lost two last year....18 and 15
cat: Lily and Doc seemed in good spirits?
cat: I remember meeting Datsa twice, El.
Nabby: Still have Steve (5) and now Spooky (3)
EWeston: Had a Lynx point and three of her kids last to around 20
Elayne: Oh, Lili's doing great, she's excited about going back to Oklahoma to visit family and have some sort of school reunion.
lily: I have been in with my muse
Elayne: And Doc just finished one assignment and is starting on another, he seems pretty happy with stuff at work.
cat: good to hear
cat: are you doing new painting, lily?
Elayne: i'm delighted with stuff on my job. I think I'll fit into the KPMG culture pretty well. Lots and lots of systems to learn though. Steep learning curve!
lily: yes did three last week
Elayne: And Robin, as usual, could use more work.
cat: but you're more than capable of learning them
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:21 PM and Principalpoop waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
shoes for the dead: PP
DJTweeny: Hey P
EWeston: Yow Pooper
Beet: hi poop
Principalpoop: 666
EWeston: No I just put one out
Principalpoop: we are not on anybodys foodchain
cat: i was really inspired by the pix i took today. the more windows the better in this town, though most of the new buildings have construction zone exclusion zones
cat: hey poop
shoes for the dead: 'cept the synthetic chinchillas
EWeston: We are on somebodies fool chain. Chain chain chain!
||||||||| papoon enters at 9:23 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Hat Pack Annex.
DadSir2U: chain of food
||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote."
cat: go into here later: i recall this wasn't allowed to be played because of that line
shoes for the dead: chain of fools
Principalpoop: was that sly and the family stone?
NancyKat: Synthetic chinchilla coats?
EWeston: Yer candidatehood
cat: the family that's stoned together, is indeed
Principalpoop: the matterhorn learning curve, don't look down
EWeston: Athretha I think
shoes for the dead: Martha Reeves
cat: anaheim matterhorn, poop?

[Catherwood]

[part 4 of 11]
Principalpoop: myretha or youretha?
cat: so much less scary than later Space Mt ride
||||||||| It's 9:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Mystic Ct. - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| dabney - dead from measles
||||||||| Liver - dead from the common cold
||||||||| dude - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Merlyn - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Happy - dead from the fiddlers

||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...

Principalpoop: I think it is in the alps, the originial but yes
NancyKat: I prefer a Ship of Fools, thay're Gratefully Dead...
EWeston: Whats the problem with Matterhorn Kansas
Beet: it was arethra
DJTweeny: ** Would you like to talk on the air about your experiences with the Firesign Theatre? Have you met them or attended their concerts? We want to hear from you :) Just let me know in chat and you can Skype in to the radio station and tell everyone about it!
Nabby: Oops there they go
EWeston: An you keep yer urethera to yerself
DJTweeny: me too, nancykat :)
lily: record store lol
shoes for the dead: il vino confuso
Nabby: I love Urethra Franklin
DJTweeny: lol
EWeston: But does she love you
NancyKat: Shoes, witch vintage, 1066?
cat: it's usualy made me less confused. but maybe that';s just me
Principalpoop: the first time, ever I saw your face...
NancyKat: 1969...
EWeston: Take my hand
cat: first time you heard firesign, kat?
shoes for the dead: Hasty conclusion
lily: first kiss
Beet: nobody says "hi fi" anymore
Nabby: first hot kiss
NancyKat: EW-would you offer yourself to the wolf with red roses...?
cat: only old folks like us, beet
Principalpoop: fi moved away
''Bob'': HD is the new hi fi
lily: thank god hi stayed
Nabby: hi five
EWeston: What kinda colonge is he wearing?
Principalpoop: perhaps wi fi
cat: i think i was bitten by a chinchilla in jan, 1956
cat: cute animals but damn near killed me
NancyKat: cat-well, i think i'd be dating myself, and we really should breakup, but I belive it was Bozos around age 10...?
Nabby: dang cat
Beet: I even remember "hi fi stereo"
lily: musk
EWeston: I was bitten by a bush in 2000
DJTweeny: that could be painful
shoes for the dead: was it radiated, Cat?
DJTweeny: especially if it was a blue mutant
Principalpoop: take a sample and do a carbon test?

||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!"

NancyKat: EW i concur w/DJTweeny...
cat: people usually like to date other people, kat
DJTweeny: Weren't we all, EW
cat: i dont know, maybe tetanis? my uncle was raisng them in lompoc and i got bitten
Principalpoop: I was so younger then, I am still a child
lily: I don't want to date me I don't like me that much
EWeston: No it was a puche colored bush
Nabby: no chinchillas were harmed
DJTweeny: It had to be Lompoc
DJTweeny: (W.C. Fields)
cat: got fever of 104 and doc told me to prepare to die. i was 4. not really something i wanted to do.
Nabby: because they're synthetic
DJTweeny: 104 ain't good
Principalpoop: did you dictate a will? give your blanky to the dog?
NancyKat: cat...true, true,..but you can't break your heart...
shoes for the dead: how does a 4 year oul prepare to die?
cat: 58 1/2 years later, i live on.
shoes for the dead: old
lily: wow cat I had a unusual allergy at 5 messed me up
NancyKat: cat...it was my Mom'
NancyKat: s fault...
Principalpoop: how can a loser ever win?
EWeston: Back then life could be a series of near death experiences
cat: growing marijuana: this is now reality in washington state
Beet: They're growing marijuana in New York now

||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."

EWeston: Outlive everybody
||||||||| principalpoop waltzes in at 9:32 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Principalpoop: I am shocked beet
Nabby: Lucky Strike Green hit the streets
cat: we were in the process of moving to my mother's uncle's farm in southern cal but when we got there, he had just died
Beet: Amazing isn't it
Nabby: truly
cat: everywhere as always, beet, but finally in my lifetime, legally
Principalpoop: is the growning season long enough?
lily: check out time varries
shoes for the dead: don't go down to buy, Cat they won't let you in ever again
NancyKat: Nabby, please tell me you're jokin...wow...my Grandma used to smoke LS unfiltereds...
DadSir2U: medicinal pot in ny cannot be smoked. very strange law.
cat: we are welll enough supplied here, shoes.
Beet: when the stores opened in Washington they didn't have enough inventory
EWeston: Gotta inject it?
DadSir2U: osmosis, I think
shoes for the dead: skinny N.Y. joints....
DJTweeny: a Marijuana Patch?
cat: bergman didn't live long enough to see it but ossman and austin did, both wa. residents
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and snorts derisively "Announcing 'Ralph', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:35 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...

[Catherwood]

[part 5 of 11]
Beet: shift on your sanitary pedistals
EWeston: Throught the glass, just like high school
DJTweeny: Hi Ralph
Nabby: referencing the recording - but not in packs, rolled as such, but baggies and jars and such
||||||||| Liver enters at 9:35 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Nabby: Hey Ralph
EWeston: Let me go liver
lily: catherwood please give liver a drink
||||||||| Catherwood hands liver a drink.
Principalpoop: any ads on the radio about no stems or seeds that you don't need?
DJTweeny: wb Liver
Nabby: and a rising gorge
Liver: Was I here? I'm looking for Hideo. He owes me money.
Nabby: Hi Liver again
Beet: Hello to NSA guy
cat: drinks and livers.
Liver: Hi & thanks
NancyKat: Principalpoop-Acapulco gold is some badass weed...*tears*Thanks Mom*
EWeston: He's move to Faringie
shoes for the dead: smoke and lungs
lily: NSA person? NSA perso?
Nabby: I'm mooning the NSA right now
Beet: so, Liver, you're him?
Liver: I seem to have lost my ...whatchacallit. Some help?
EWeston: They'll getcha for that Nabby
Principalpoop: foucault NSA
AllNightImages: thought we were taking turns. your turn tonight?

Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about "DEAR FRIENDS" at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=bdb-ln and http://www.allmusic.com/album/dear-friends-mw0000074648

shoes for the dead: i can rena ya one Liver
Liver: I'm not sure who him is
cat: i lpayed this track on Japanes national radio in 74-75
EWeston: Wosname phyisigonaly thing
lily: you can fix that with a toothpick
Beet: Let's all moon together
Nabby: Well I may as well show them my good side
Principalpoop: Onion was here earlier, looking for you Liver
cat: you have a bad side, nab?
EWeston: Gang moon alter!
lily: I spend my nights jsut moooonnnin over you who
Nabby: Or my backside
DJTweeny: Lol P
Liver: If an eel loves you that's a Moray!
Nabby: I love liver and onions
DJTweeny: lol Liver
DJTweeny: good one
Liver: I had a couple of belts with Orion.
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| papoon - dead from measles

||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...

Principalpoop: the south side of a north traveling nabby, yum
Nabby: Happy birthday Tesla
lily: whadda you chopped liver
EWeston: Cheese and onion redivisionist!
cat: firesing mention tesla occasionally
General Dysfunction: sos i mean lol liver
Nabby: !!

||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!"

Beet: Boom Boom Air Force Base
Principalpoop: I always pictured Tesla looking like Otto Preminger
''Bob'': This track used to be the "theme song"for my radio show for a year or two...
DJTweeny: Yes Nabby, Tesla's birthday :)
NancyKat: My bffs dog is named after Tesla...
Nabby: great Bob
EWeston: Got somthing call Van der Graft Generator
Principalpoop: Did they sing 9 miles high?
lily: coil
Nabby: loved Bowie as Tesla in The Prestige
EWeston: Fozz rock I think
cat: flick?
NancyKat: Nabby-YES
Rufus_T_Firetween: They're making a movie about Tesla, to be released next year - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt2772304/
''Bob'': Our station isn't in the Syracuse, Rome, Aswego area, but we are near a military base. Two, if you count the Coast Gaurd Academy.
Nabby: Yes
cat: they were always high at any level
Elayne: Oh, speaking of Tesla:
Elayne: http://theoatmeal.com/blog/musk_tesla_museum
Liver: I'm traveling through the GS Desert and the signal keeps faiding in & out. I think think I have Glovner's Disease!
cat: send me url, nab
Nabby: Is there a cure?
Beet: Tesla seems like a fictional superhero. Very mysterious
Principalpoop: Gibbs and Maxwell, not the one with a hammer
EWeston: The one with the demon

||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!"

cat: i saw a really good play about him a long time ago.
cat: he liked pidgeons
Principalpoop: Farmers lung, turn on your heater
Liver: Isle bee Bach ...in my next life... adios
DJTweeny: later Liver
Principalpoop: no more calls, we have a winner, good job weston
shoes for the dead: by Liver
Beet: we're losing our liver
EWeston: Liver away!
lily: bye liver live
General Dysfunction: bye bye liver
Nabby: Donate your liver to the liver collectors club
Principalpoop: one letter away from being our lover
Nabby: bye Liver
General Dysfunction: i swoon
Beet: pserosis got him after all
lily: poops a softy

[Catherwood]

[part 6 of 11]
Nabby: oh cheese dancing!
DadSir2U: I ran into Highway Patrol just the other day on some unknown cablechannel
Nabby: and cheese log rolling
EWeston: In the traditional manner
DadSir2U: I;d forgotten how very low budget
cat: is that a good thing, dad?
Nabby: three cheers for the Highway Patrol
Principalpoop: car 54, where are you?

||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!"

DadSir2U: I dunno, cat.
lily: in da bronx

||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!"

General Dysfunction: ten four ten four ten four
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies GriddlyBear into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:47 PM, then departs.
EWeston: With reminds me hows your mon Frank!
cat: in the past, poop. where it belongs
DJTweeny: Hi Bear
shoes for the dead: lip stiffener
General Dysfunction: my mother the car

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EWeston: Some had to mention that. Jerry was going to be Gilligan attually
cat: my car has more consciousness than my mother. and she's alive, sort of
lily: my favorite martini
Beet: it's the poop
Principalpoop: did they do a movie remake? with danny devito and keifer sutherland?
DJTweeny: sorry to hear, cat :(
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EWeston: And Elmer Fudd
cat: its ok, tween. she was never a happy human.
Principalpoop: wow, he would be a great gilligan
Nabby: that's tough cat I empathize
EWeston: That maybe a low bar Pooper
cat: 96 is a lot of years to stretch the brain's plasticity.
EWeston: Lotta change to live through
cat: keifer's grandpa Tommy Douglas was the greatest politician Canada has ever had.
lily: no kankles here
General Dysfunction: my mom's 93, but luckily still smiling, falling alot though
lily: 93 bless
cat: Thanks to him 70 years ago we have free health care and you yanks don't.,
NancyKat: I'd love to stay longer, but must get the child to bed...thank you, dear feinds, t'was wunderbar...
Principalpoop: spring for one of those buttons to put around her neck
DJTweeny: Good to see you Nancy
Elayne: Take care, Nancy! I too should go, more larnin' tomorrow! Next week, all!

||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."

EWeston: Comon back Nancy.
DJTweeny: see you next week
Principalpoop: ok nancy, stay groovy
General Dysfunction: got one, but how can you fix gravity
Beet: what's with breaking hips and old age?
cat: thanks for dropping buy, nancy. come again any thurs
lily: nigth nancy
||||||||| NancyKat is kicked out just as the clock strikes 9:52 PM.
shoes for the dead: by Nancy
Principalpoop: evolution is slow, we have not been standing up long enough
||||||||| At 9:52 PM, Elayne vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
EWeston: Get out your mobious wrench an whale on that law
Nabby: Bbye Nancy
Nabby: how many knees can a negro grow if a...etc.
Beet: There goes Elayne
Principalpoop: E fell out, ciao E
General Dysfunction: of course- the mobious wrench i always forget!
Nabby: woikers
Principalpoop: I always forget the amnesia ahh something
lily: gurls
cat: El comes and goes.
General Dysfunction: a bustling economy
Beet: there's someone who can help with that - Dr., uh
EWeston: I like to break bricks at the factory, till they run me off.
shoes for the dead: go see Dr. umm.....
||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| dklein - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| principalpoop - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Ralph - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Liver - dead from jaundice

||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...

Principalpoop: lol
lily: rock rock
Principalpoop: wait, I am not dead
Beet: Doctor, uhhh
Nabby: haha these 4 or 5 guys are crazee
shoes for the dead: you beat the reaper!!
EWeston: You trust your judgement on this?
Nabby: he just smells funny
General Dysfunction: how could they say you were dead when you...i forget
Principalpoop: what do I win?
cat: we are happy about that, poop
EWeston: Puts me full of mirth
cat: have any of you read Germinal? I'm sure some of this come from that French novel
Principalpoop: a miracle, I am reborn, everybody touch their screen, and send me money hehe
Nabby: mirth and levity
Beet: makes one want to take up the mining profession
Nabby: moon worms!!
EWeston: Got this old Roman bitcoin
lily: money sent poop
General Dysfunction: i touch and send, is it there yet?
Nabby: i sent something else
Principalpoop: it will be returned 10 fold, so sayeth the lord
cat: We have a friend who is a mining executive, trying to open a mine in Chile now but the culture there refused to believe a woman could be a boss
EWeston: Pungent!
lily: did my boobs jsut grow

[Catherwood]

[part 7 of 11]
Principalpoop: They never met my mom
Beet: you mean they can?
cat: did you just try some Booby Chew, Lily? I thought that was fictional
lily: lol
EWeston: You need an out side authority on this?
General Dysfunction: mine are over there now...what the
Nabby: lol
lily: I just put my hand on the screen lol'
Nabby: http://youtu.be/bHtljLTSBAw
shoes for the dead: ya but tenfolded boobs?

||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote."

EWeston: Estrogen TV
Principalpoop: I always wanted boobs I could grab whenever I wanted. be careful what you wish for
Nabby: boobs? count me in
cat: your screen is laughing?
Beet: All women all the time
General Dysfunction: lol
lily: got it nabby lol right
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
EWeston: We are all women. Some of us just mutated
cat: boobs can count?
Nabby: golly gamma ray
lily: i like one of mine better than the other
shoes for the dead: i like this cartoon
Principalpoop: but have you ever called somebody a boob?
General Dysfunction: just ask one
EWeston: Jealous boobs?
Nabby: each one has a different personality
lily: ass yes
cat: that's so 18th century, poop
Nabby: i do too shoes
Principalpoop: it has been so long, I forget if I prefer the left or right, sigh
cat: my wife has different names for her breasts.
Beet: do they ever talk to each other?
Nabby: see!
lily: look under your belt
cat: in the brain of evry male they do, beet
General Dysfunction: or talk behind their backs, kinda
shoes for the dead: urinate through the keyhole
EWeston: Mybe under the influence of a Blue Moss
Principalpoop: lie on your back and have armpit warmers
lily: under your arm pitz
General Dysfunction: what means blue moss
cat: urinating through the window: i had trouble in Van and many other radio stations couldnt play this track because of that line
Beet: breasts under my belt. novel idea
Nabby: aliens like the blue moss

||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!"

EWeston: Some one said if guys had boobs, they'd be squirting each other
lily: beet boobs for thought
Nabby: Walter?
Nabby: Jerry?
cat: have you been to the Prada in Madrid?
||||||||| Catherwood stomps in at 10:03 PM, dragging Happy by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?"
Nabby: that's really out EW
Principalpoop: happy is here
shoes for the dead: thanks for the mamaries
General Dysfunction: t for texas
Beet: I have been to the Prada. Neat place
General Dysfunction: only one...oh shoot
cat: Thre's a painting of, probably Maryt squirting milk out of one of her tits. My wife laughted hystericaly and the Spanish women in the room were very angry about her reaction
EWeston: Yah drunk bored and watching a slow game. What cha gonna do?
Nabby: Fred and Barney
Principalpoop: I like to prada around the house in something light and bouncy
Beet: I missed the squirting tit
cat: my 2nd favourite painting is in the Prada. Velasquez's Las Maninas.
shoes for the dead: poop feels pretty
EWeston: And it missed you too
Nabby: Walter and Jerry
cat: My fave is in the Louvre, Joseph the Carpenter by De La Tour
EWeston: An Eric Charles
Principalpoop: gotta be quick, duck when she squints
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 10:05 PM, dragging doublebarker by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this web surfer?"
Beet: Anything by Van Gogh
General Dysfunction: 27? i heard it was 28, guess it depends the state
Nabby: Go man van gogh
DJTweeny: Hi barker
EWeston: Low woffer
Beet: a riot of color

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EWeston: Come hither conestoga
Nabby: hey doubleB
General Dysfunction: oh mang
DJTweeny: ** Remember folks. the chat/show starts officially every Thursday at 9pm Eastern, with warm-up music on the streams starting around 8:45pm Eastern
doublebarker: Dexter Doublebarker attempting enrollment in the funnynames club.
Nabby: deja voodoo
EWeston: And bless your funny name
lily: who do
Principalpoop: our dexter?
cat: Wash and Colorado has made this predictive
General Dysfunction: that you do so well
Nabby: who? who?
shoes for the dead: hear hear
cat: can i purchase 27 grams please?

||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!"

EWeston: Do wah diddy
DJTweeny: The Fong is in Baltimore?
General Dysfunction: what? what?
Beet: I alwais wanted to see the Adult Bookstore Motel
DJTweeny: according to Nino, that's where Barker is
General Dysfunction: Machine Gun Kelly was a simple man