Hmm, it looks like announcements are getting posted, but
the actual transcripts aren't. Maybe they're too big?
Here's half a transcript as a test...
HTML version at
http://www.firesigntheatre.com/chat/logs/fstchat_20080619.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 June 19, 2008 officially open!"... and then, he
retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 6:58 AM and Firebroiled bounds
out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Firebroiled: People of Alexandria! People of Alexandria! Who burned the
library? Ashes to Ash AND Dex to Dexter Fong!!
Firebroiled: How are things in NYC, Ash??
||||||||| Firebroiled departs at 6:59 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away;
toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| ah,clem sashays in at 8:32 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| New CNI streaming notice: '"a few minutes with FireSign Theatre"
at about 9 eastern'
||||||||| "8:33 PM? I'm late!" exclaims ah,clem, who then scurries out
through the french doors and down through the garden.
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and
proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, June 19, 2008 - I now declare
alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" -- then he looks around
at the empty room, looks at his watch, and mumbles "...am I early?"
||||||||| 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 H. Stones falls out at 9:02 PM.
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:02 PM and Mudhead waltzes out,
carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
H. Stones: greetings
||||||||| Catherwood ushers cease inside, makes a note of the time (9:04
PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or
the sitting room or something.
Mudhead: HELLO
cease: I'm listening, ah
cease: hi mud, stones
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Merlyn close behind, mutters something
about disrupting his 9:05 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the
Aviary.
Mudhead: HAI CAT N mERLYN
cease: hey merl. i see ossman has a new book out
cease: will he be on chat as george tirebiter to promote it again?
cease: i must order it, but would rather put money directly into dave's
pocket
Merlyn: I dunno cat, I could ask him
||||||||| 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 ah,clem falls out at 9:06 PM.
ah,clem: hi all
cease: this sounds like Just Folks or whatrever its called
Merlyn: send him $25 and he'll autograph it and mail it
cease: i should give him a call, merl
Mudhead: frakkin browser problems agin, i brb
ah,clem: that's it, Cat
||||||||| Mudhead rushes off, saying "9:06 PM? Mark Time is almost on!
Where's a radio?"
cease: great to see firesign ref on hufpo yest
||||||||| "9:07 PM? 9:07 PM!!" says Catherwood, "H. STONES should be here
by now...oh, THERE you are!" as H. STONES enters and sits on the couch.
cease: i hope it rekindles memories of the lads from hufpo readers
H. STONES: Greetings
Merlyn: yep; not a lot of hits from it though
||||||||| Mudhead sneaks in around 9:08 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood
because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
H. STONES: hi Mud
cease: bummer, but sitll, the idea is to let people know the firesign are
still around, and have tons of product they probably havent heard but
would love to
Mudhead: it stills not right
ah,clem: hi Stones, both of you...
Mudhead: the screens fla****n on n off like a crazy monkey
cease: when i gave my speech on the air america boat plugging the lads,
MANY people came up to me afterwards and said they didnt know firesign
were still around, but loved them long ago
H. STONES: its a problem with my unpatented matter trans****ter, its left
my credit card in Brazil
cease: hopefully not terry gilliam's brazil
||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER!
And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| H. Stones - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is
already in progress...
H. STONES: Sau Paulo
Merlyn: the huffpo is an offshoot of that I think, cat
cease: kinda
H. STONES: a lot of places are getting like Gilliams Brazil nowadays
cease: giliam is actually a friend of a friend of mine. they went to the
same highschool in la
H. STONES: a gifted animator for sure, cease
cease: and not a bad film maker, stones
H. STONES: i never saw a more inspired set of TV credits
||||||||| llanwydd bounds in at 9:12 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
H. STONES: hi llan
llanwydd: TGIT
cease: speaking of credits, one of the funniest things i ever saw was the
opening credits for Holy Grail
cease: hi llan
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Dexter Fong inside, makes a note of the time
(9:13 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting
room or the sitting room or something.
cease: hey dex
llanwydd: Hey Dex
Dexter Fong: Hiyah Friends
||||||||| Mudhead rushes off, saying "9:14 PM? Mark Time is almost on!
Where's a radio?"
H. STONES: i actually managed to get the Pythons Black Knight into a
campaign letter only yesterday
llanwydd: Hey Muddy
cease: not so high, dex
llanwydd: a moose once bit my sister
H. STONES: Hello Sir Fong
Dexter Fong: Prithee Good Night, Stones
H. STONES: Salutations
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies Bambi into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as
a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:15 PM, then departs.
llanwydd: Hey Bambi
Dexter Fong: Hey Bambi
Bambi: Hello Dear Friends!
H. STONES: Hi Bambi
Bambi: how's it going?
cease: sounds like a plot for a duddly doright cartoon, llan
cease: hi deer
H. STONES: in my case very well at present thank you Bambi
Dexter Fong: Hi clem, Cat, llan. merlyn
ah,clem: hi dex, bam, and all
llanwydd: didn't you recognize that line, cat? it was from Holy Grail
llanwydd: np: l'Isola di Niente (PFM)
H. STONES: is that like PMT, llan ?
cease: a line in Just Folks, llan?
llanwydd: no, stones. Premiata Forneria Marconi
llanwydd: an italian band that I like
Dexter Fong: Sounds like Illuminati talk to me
H. STONES: no re Morse
cease: the moose line is from holy grail? i didnt know they had moose in
arthurian england
cease: not that that would stop the pythons
llanwydd: they were associated loosely with king crimson and elp
llanwydd: it's from the opening credits, cat
Dexter Fong: Cat: It was a mouse actually, but scottish pronunciation
etc.....
Bambi: don't walk into the light! lol
llanwydd: printed as a subtitle
llanwydd: or rather as a nonsequitur at the bottom of the screen
cease: i just remember laughing so hard i was rolling around on the
theatre floor with all the used gum
Dexter Fong: Used guns?
Bambi: oh, wait, it was walk into the light in poultergeist or was that
chickengeist
cease: hard to hear the firesign show as i have carpenters pounding in my
new cork floor a few feet away from me
H. STONES: luxury, cease
llanwydd: what fst is playing?
Dexter Fong: Just Folks
cease: a house filled with red dust for now
cease: where's antonioni when we need him?
Dexter Fong: Just like on mars, Cat
llanwydd: at least if you spill some wine it will float
llanwydd: that too was a nonsequitur
Dexter Fong: Red Dust marijuana
H. STONES: i knew those Mars photos were phoney, how much did they pay
you, cease
Bambi: you had a red ****ft at your place Cat? ;-)
H. STONES: Panamars Red ?
cease: when we moved into our house 4 years ago, the entrance hall was
full of cracked tile. the owner asked what we wanted to do with them and
we said we were going to put in a new floor. didnt expect it to take this
long though
Dexter Fong: Stones: Yep, the republicans invaded
cease: constant sawing, sawdust from the cork is red. doubt it has any
psychoactive properties, alas
||||||||| DonK enters at 9:23 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat
and runs off to the Hat Pack Annex.
Dexter Fong: Hey Don K
H. STONES: dont knock it Cease, it will help your house price to float
cease: i just wrote Red ****ft, i never planned to actually Live it
Bambi: so no mara who wanna?
Bambi: hey Don!
cease: hey donk
DonK: Hey Dex and all
Bambi: LOL good one Cat
cease: we dont expect to sell it until the animals die, which hopefully
will be in the distant future, as they are young
Dexter Fong: Unless the red dust hastens things
cease: Fumiyo wanted hard wood flooring but when the guy from the store
came over to measure and met our vast dog, he said no way. our dog would
rip it up. so we went with cork.
Dexter Fong: Cork is good, the cats can sharpen their claws on it
ah,clem: lol
Dexter Fong: Clem: You seem to have a fast connection tonight
Dexter Fong: unless , of course, your lol ing at something that happened
minutes ago
ah,clem: same as usuall
llanwydd: there has GOT to be something else I can put in my gas tank
Dexter Fong: Well, maybe it's just you being faster than usual =))
H. STONES: (goes to phone Honey, bbs )
ah,clem: was laughing at cat and the cork, no lag in chat
Dexter Fong: Yeah...usually you seem lagged big time
ah,clem: chat is 2 minutes ahead of radio station
ah,clem: or so
Bambi: there's the thunderstorms! we didn't beat the 31% odds tonight!
ah,clem: thunder here
Dexter Fong: Then you already know what will happen wow!!
Bambi: rain starting now
llanwydd: actually I heard a couple of booms a while ago
H. STONES: back
llanwydd: it won't get past me either
H. STONES: actually this all happend more than five hours ago
Dexter Fong: All clear here in the "big city"
Bambi: eeek! getting much closer
llanwydd: I got caught in a hailstorm in vermont last friday
Bambi: and rain heavier
cease: are you guys being flooded, bambi and clem?
llanwydd: somehow it didn't damage my car
Bambi: wow, llanwydd
Bambi: no fun
llanwydd: it's happened to me before
Bambi: well, it's pouring cats and dogs if that's any indication LOL
llanwydd: in fact the first garden I ever grew was destroyed by hail
Bambi: or was that pouring buckets and raining cats and dogs
H. STONES: any ferrets or hamsters yet Bambi ?
llanwydd: I still remember the shredded corn stalks
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, please pour Bambi a cat'ndog
||||||||| Catherwood gives bambi a cat'ndog.
Bambi: thought I heard a ferret or hamster earlier Stones lol
cease: my cats and dog are not at all happy with the invasion of the
carpenters
cease: they are REALLY gonna be pissed of when we do the kitchen next
month
H. STONES: yes Bambi, it starts that way but can build up to Mooses
Bambi: your cats and dogs don't like catepillers Cat?
Bambi: oh, wait, that was carpenters, so they don't like bees, then?
Dexter Fong: They like batterpillars...hate butterflies
cease: and no tolerance for The Carpenters either
Bambi: LOL Stones
cease: its the bees and the spiders again
H. STONES: we had a heavy shower of wilderbeast eary today
Bambi: LOL Cat
Dexter Fong: Stones, what else is Gnu
Bambi: there ya go Cat...we just knew it would get back to that
cease: the only good thing about We've Only Just Begun is that it ended
Bambi: ouch Stones...that could be painful
H. STONES: i dont know Dex, i missed the midnight Gnus
Dexter Fong: YOu don't have an all Gnus station?
H. STONES: we have gnus on the hour and of course rolling gnus
Bambi: shame to miss the midnight gafus
Dexter Fong: Rolling Gnus? is that like tipping cows
Bambi: I can't talk now, we've got cows!
Bambi: lol
H. STONES: a fair days work for a fair days pay, Dex, we dont believe in
tipping
cease: better gnus than guns
cease: just like the Japanese, stones
H. STONES: Gnus and Roses
Dexter Fong: Stones: cONGRATULATIONS...YOU'RE ELIGIBLE FOR A SERVICE
CHARGE
Dexter Fong: sorry
H. STONES: and you should be, Dexter
H. STONES: in fact i think you are
Dexter Fong: I *AM* Dexter
Bambi looks the other wau...and walks non-chalantly while whistling... so
as not to attract the looney service charge people
H. STONES: see, i told you !
Dexter Fong: Dexter I *AM*
cease: as in will.i. am?
Dexter Fong: Catherwood: Give Bambi a service charge
||||||||| Catherwood hands bambi a service charge.
Bambi: and Dex does'nt want any green eggs and ham?
ah,clem: I don't like green eggs and ham.
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER!
And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| DonK - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is
already in progress...
Bambi says DRAT!
cease: they'd both turn red if they were here
Dexter Fong fines Bambi for that outburst
Bambi: Catherwood, please pour Dexter Fong some green eggs and ham, with
some Texas Pete
||||||||| Catherwood gets dexter fong some green eggs and ham with some
texas pete.
Bambi ;-)
H. STONES: it was the whistling that attracted his attention Bambi
Dexter Fong: Thank you Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood answers "It was a pleasure to serve you..."
Bambi: ah, thanks Stones ... should'a known
Bambi: lol
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, put the green eggs and ham and texas pete on
Bambi's tab
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to Dexter Fong and mumbles "Stop typing
gibberish, Dexter Fong!"
Dexter Fong Docks Catherwood's pay
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside Dexter Fong and asks "Something I can
help with?"
H. STONES: Stones tips Catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside H. STONES and mumbles "My ears are
burning..."
llanwydd: lkjhgf
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:42 PM and Tor Hershman steps
out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Dexter Fong: more Illumanati gibberish
H. STONES: your command of Welsh is getting better llan
cease: i have john mccain on the tv and a saw roaring behind me. dont know
which is more annoying
Tor Hershman: Howdy do, All
Dexter Fong: High Tor
cease: hi tor
Bambi: Catherwood pour this tip for myself
||||||||| Catherwood gives this tip for myself.
Merlyn: hey tor
llanwydd: and keep the tip
cease: isnt that a brit politician, a High Tor?
Bambi: Catherwood pour this tip to myself
||||||||| Catherwood gives this tip to myself.
Bambi: hey, it's Tor and the Mighty Merlyn
llanwydd: and remember to tip the cow
Tor Hershman: Indians everywhere
cease: getting harder and harder to breathe
Dexter Fong: Wait untill they're asleep
H. STONES: its a stoned british politicain
Dexter Fong: Wear a dust mack cat
Bambi: Tip to the cow: Cow, it's Rocky in the Third
Dexter Fong: Many Asians do so as a matter of course...or they're
crinimals
llanwydd: it's past work hours where I am
H. STONES: hope your not in a tent in the garden Clem
cease: i just put it on, dex.my name is asian, at least
Bambi thinks llanwydd is at home, listening to an FST recording, while
chatting on MSNTV?
H. STONES: Hello Clem
llanwydd: my name is vespasian
Bambi: (in FST Chat of course)
Tor Hershman: Re-dick your lass
cease: makes the sangria a little hard to drink though
Dexter Fong: llan: How are all the little vespers
H. STONES: Honey is out War Driving i think, Clem
llanwydd: I'd listen to fst if I knew what to listen to
llanwydd: l'Isola di Niente is over
Tor Hershman: ex-pensive
llanwydd: I thought bush was driving the war
cease: over a cliff
H. STONES: no llan, he was just reading the map upside down
Bambi: ah,clem llanwydd wants to know what to listen to so he can 'sing
along'
ah,clem: lawyer's hospital now
Tor Hershman: Ciff on a hanger
llanwydd: you furnish the WMDs, I'll furnish the war
Dexter Fong: Lawyer's Hospital
Tor Hershman: cliff, even
Bambi: thanks Clem :-)
Tor Hershman: words of mass deception
llanwydd: sing along? this is over my head, I'm afraid
Dexter Fong: llan: The Joey Demographico cut
Bambi: I see lots of those out there too Tor ... words of mass deception
cease: bergman was always good at playing youths
llanwydd: ah, Lawyer's Hospital. I no longer have that one, I'm afraid
Dexter Fong: moose in the hoose
Tor Hershman: Ain't it the truth, Bam
ah,clem: Rev. Jerry Foulmouth
llanwydd: now that I think of it, only austin has not played the role of a
child, as far as I can remember
llanwydd: all the others have
cease: isnt he dead yet?
H. STONES: its a noose for the loose moose, Dex
ah,clem: PTL=pay the lord
Dexter Fong: Gnus?
Tor Hershman: He did, but it was a LONG time ago :-)
H. STONES: no gnus is good gnus
llanwydd: must have been
cease: funny thing about that, llan, is that when the lads first started,
austin was always the Young Guy, in the magic mushroom plays
Tor Hershman: Get it, he WAS a kid hahahahahahahaha
Tor Hershman: I Love Lucy, too
Tor Hershman: How about Ginger and Mary Ann?
cease: i have a lucy riff on red ****ft
llanwydd: I'm sure the only magic mushroom play I've heard is "By the
Light of the Silvery"
cease: but my fave is on a john hockenberry piece based on Homer's
Odyssey, which includes Lucy
cease: ah clem has all of mine and plays them occaisonally
cease: he has played them a few times, but mayber you werent here then
cease: i really hope the lads release them as a cd
Tor Hershman: Gad, be back soon, Little One is pukin'
cease: my fave is called A Shadow Moves Upon the Land. the original
"indian" piece
cease: another fave is A LIfe in the Day, the source for both 2 places and
Dwarf
ah,clem: oddly, your copy came with a german title, and hard to read...
ah,clem: shadow
cease: my copy? german? or just my hideous handwrting?
ah,clem: the mp3 title
Tor Hershman: back
ah,clem: wb
cease: i dont speak german. couldnt have been my title
llanwydd: I had physical therapy this afternoon
llanwydd: I have a slightly slipped disc
Tor Hershman: Time once again for Oil Can Kitty, mineral oil that is
cease: so you're now physically fit?
llanwydd: or had. it might be back in place now
Bambi: ouch llanwydd
Tor Hershman: So how'd the therapy go, Ll
ah,clem: it was on your disc cat, must have been a lookup error
llanwydd: it took several weeks of exercises. I hope it's getting better
llanwydd: it happened when I lifted a television
Tor Hershman: Media impedia, huh
llanwydd: I had carried that same 32" tv up two flights of stairs about
five years ago
Bambi: did they put you on bed rest initially?
H. STONES: do you do a lot of TV lifting, LLan ?
llanwydd: no bed rest. just something called mackenzie therapy
Bambi: amazing how time can change things eh, llanwydd?
cease: and speaking of my discs, ah clem, whatever happened to all the
other stuff i sent you, aside from Down Under Danger
Bambi: Clem and I were talking about that just the other day...
llanwydd: involves a certain painful stretching
Tor Hershman: MacKenzie chick can thera my pea anytime
cease: The digital diners, the proc/berg stuff, etc
cease: there'
Bambi: I had that after my tractor accident, llanwydd (when I was run over
by a farm tractor)
cease: there's some really funny stuff in there
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE
TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Tor Hershman: "I'm lookin' over my dead dog rover"
H. STONES: were you lifting tractors, Bambi ?
Dexter Fong: Bambi: Must have been a harrowing experience
cease: thankfully, you survived, bambi
Tor Hershman: Moi ain't heard that in years/
llanwydd: my great grandfather was run over by a farm tractor. he died a
few hours later
ah,clem: still have it Cat, and will play it in time,
H. STONES: dont get in a rut Dexter
llanwydd: he was kicked by a mule as well
Bambi: that is if I am understanding you correctlly ... they put these
weighted cuffs on my ankles
Dexter Fong: STONES: Maybe I'm a little plowed
Tor Hershman: gone
cease: i'm plowed to be an old man
H. STONES: now my brows are furrowed
Dexter Fong: I'm plowed to be Herald
llanwydd: so I am told. I never knew him
Bambi: cuffs kept me legs taunt while the weights off the end of the bed
kept me from pretty much moving...they kept stretching me
cease: Herald Hedd, Vancouver's greatest comic strip
Dexter Fong: Catherwood, prune H> STONES' brows
||||||||| Catherwood steps up to Dexter Fong and asks "Do you have
something for me to do?"
Dexter Fong: afk bs
cease: and speaking of comic strips, where's elayne tonight?
Bambi: I am feeling berry light tonight
Bambi: must be the multi berry wine
Tor Hershman: back
cease: goldwater, obama
Bambi: would she have been on the job this week?
llanwydd: elayne is probably in new york city
cease: dex would know but he's not here
cease: they were supposed to meet for lunch
Tor Hershman: He ain't?
Bambi: o...k.... well who is wearing Dext Fong's moniker tonight then?
Bambi: Dexter
cease: he just said he was afk
Dexter Fong: Cat: I had lunch with E and Robin this past week...she was
celebrating her imminent employment..don't know where she is tonight
cease: oh you're back. i thought you were away
Tor Hershman: Soooo, who wants to see the world's funniest parody
http://www.amiright.com/photoshops/m/mass-crack-of-dawn-1213850024.shtml
Dexter Fong: I was...I am
cease: has the job started, dex?
Dexter Fong: Next Tuesday I believe cat
Dexter Fong: SHE"S DONE A LOT OF THE PROCESSING
Tor Hershman: Jelly beans
Dexter Fong: oopps
Bambi: ah, ok...so likely not too tired from the job just yet then
cease: that is funny, tor
Dexter Fong: Yes Bambi =)
Tor Hershman: Thanks, Cat
Dexter Fong: Also Robin just landed a job as a penciler..womething he's
been trying to get for a few years
cease: fantastic news, dex
Tor Hershman: Processing the Prezes
Bambi: wow, that's great news too Dex
Dexter Fong: Cat: Yeah..they were both in fine spirits
cease: they are a very talented pair.
Tor Hershman: Good for them - good employers are hard to find
cease: i wanted to tell her zip told me persepolis, the dvd is now on its
way to me
cease: will have seen it by next thurs
cease: i read the comics its based on at el's place when i stayed there 3
years ago
llanwydd: where's princ tonight and tween and bub and bunny?
Tor Hershman: Gad, speakin' of DVDs, anyone ever hit the $5 bin a Walmart?
cease: yeah, its odd not to have tween here
Bambi: I dunno...expected at least Tweeny
Tor Hershman: I got the first season on Robin Hood, The Cisco Kid, and a
whole slew of westerns for $15 bucks
cease: the cisco kid, he was a friend of mine
Tor Hershman: Ten DVDs in all
cease: he drank whisky, i just stuck to wine
llanwydd: never liked tv westerns except bonanza
llanwydd: I don't know why bonanza was different
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