Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
10/30/2025

Archive

||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:32 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for October 30, 2025 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Tweeny bounds in at 8:00 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! **
The Firesign Chat & Show starts at 7pm Eastern/6pm Central/5pm Mountain/4pm Pacific
Tonight: A Replay of a show from May 2, 2024
from LIVE AT THE MAGIC MUSHROOM
“The Bridey Murphy Come as You Were Halloween Party”
https://firesigntheatre.com/store/firesign-theatre-the-firesign-theatre-live-at-the-magic-mushroom-paperback-book-dvd-rom-disc
plus cuts from PINK HOTEL BURNS DOWN
Listen to the 256k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd2 or the 16k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd1
This show is archived at www.kurtericson.net/firesign | Cat’s collage archive is at www.kurtericson.net/cat'
||||||||| Catherwood says "8:00 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Tweeny by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, October 30, 2025 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" -- then he looks around at the empty room, looks at his watch, and mumbles "...am I early?"
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'Tweeny', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 8:00 PM, dragging Mutt by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yo-yo?"
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Tweeny: Mey Mutt
Mutt: That’s Mr. Yo-Yo to you, buster!
Mutt: Hiya Tween!
Mutt: Tween: I assume you lnow all about Taylor’s announcement this week?
Tweeny: Yes, I got an email about that
Tweeny: will have to download the new show
Mutt: So cool
Mutt: There are three downloads involved
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Beet', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
Beet: Good Evening!
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "No, no my boy, you're confused. The horizon's moving up!"
Tweeny: Hi Beet
Mutt: Da Beet is here!
Tweeny: cease is having problems with his computer and said he would visit us via his phone
Beet: Howdy, Mutt, Tweeny.
Mutt: Jeez. Didn’t he just get a new pc?
Tweeny: dunno
Mutt: I know hw was having issues with his old pc and I believe he just replaced it. That doesn’t sound good.
Beet: Hope he can get it going.
Mutt: You gotta start young if you’re gonna stick it out
Beet: haha
||||||||| 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 Cease disembarks at 8:00 PM.
Mutt: Ah, it’s him!
Tweeny: all Cease
Tweeny: *allo even
Beet: Hey, Cat.
||||||||| Catherwood escorts AndroTweeny in through the front door at 8:00 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Beet: Hi, Andro
Mutt: Is that another Tween alias?
Tweeny: Yeah, just logged in from a phone
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Cat close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:00 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the sitting room.
Mutt: You are Legion, Don Tween
||||||||| Outside, the 8:00 PM downtown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving Cat 2 coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Cat 2: Hey
Mutt: Klaatu!
Cat 2: Having trouble chatting but then again , chatting from a clogged freeway at rush hour
Mutt: Hope you aren’t the one driving
Cat 2: No
Mutt:
Mutt: Whew!
Cat 2: Delighted the works the ca
Cat 2: This
Cat 2: Hey mutt, do you actually know Adele?
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "May I see your passport, please?"
Mutt: Cease: Yes. She appeared before me several times professionally and we had some minor interaction otherwise over the years. We were both lawyers based in the same jurisdiction. She probably can’t place me “out of uniform.”
Mutt: Other lawyers from her firm were before me more frequently. And it is/was HER firm. She iss well known fir her expertise in mining law!
||||||||| llanwydd enters at 8:00 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and rushes off to the Haberdashery Barn.
Tweeny: Hey llan
Mutt: Howdy Llan!
Cat 2: And you were both on u of Maryland radio
Cat 2: A friend of mine taught us history at that u in the 70s
Cat 2: Hey llan
Mutt: I was fir about 6months. The am station in around 1982/83. I covered shows for friends on the fm station occasionally. Adele is a few years ahead of me
llanwydd: good eveming folds
llanwydd: folks
Mutt: I’m good with folds
Cat 2: She said she started there in 72
Mutt: At WMUC (the college station) or WHFS (legendary commercial DC station)? If she means at UofMD then she predates me by a decade.
Cat 2: I had a radio show in Vancouver in that year
||||||||| Catherwood ushers Not Ed into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, mumbles something about 8:00 PM, then departs.
Mutt: I had to play preplanned crap. The fm station was free form
Not Ed: Mutt, Tween+, Cease+, Beet, waz real?
Cat 2: Hey not
Mutt: Hey Not!
Not Ed: Hey all
Beet: hey, llan
Not Ed: Hiho llan
Beet: hi, Not.
Not Ed: Jello!
Tweeny: Hey Not Ed
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "And you can believe me - because I never lie, and I'm always right."
Not Ed: Tween of all Tweens
Mutt: That’s good, Not
Mutt: TOAT?
Not Ed: catherwood give everyone the hot kiss at the end of his wet fist
||||||||| Catherwood hands everyone the hot kiss at the end of his wet fist.
Tweeny: That's not good?
Mutt: No! That’s GOOD
Mutt: You are the TOAT!
Tweeny: haha
Tweeny: ribbit
Mutt: Lol
Cat 2: That reminds me of a line from the movie MASH, a song saluting trapper John as the king of all the l
Cat 2: Trappers
Mutt: Now we could suggest Greatest of all Tweens, but Tween of all Tweens is brilliant
Mutt: Cat: YES!
Mutt: Or Bugs whacking the Sherriff
Mutt: Arise, Quarter to Ten!
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Deputy Dang in through the front door at 8:00 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Deputy Dang: Howdy folks! Just checking in--I don't have decent internet access, so I'm not enjoying the show or chat tonight. I'll be back next week! Cheers!
||||||||| Deputy Dang is forcibly ejected just as the clock strikes 8:00 PM.
Beet: Greetings, Deputy.
||||||||| 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..
Cat 2: Hi and by, dep
Cat 2: They come, they go
Beet: That time again. Gotta split. This was fun. Nice to see everyone. Have a great weekend. G'Nite.
Not Ed: Later Beet
Tweeny: Be well Beet
Not Ed: A gasser
Not Ed: new release of ye olde stuffs by Taylor on the Internet Archive was pretty cool
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "What's it all about, Mr. and Mrs. John Q. Smith from Anytown, USA?"
Not Ed: the public domain rocks
Cat 2: By beet
Mutt: Be well Beet
Cat 2: Indy, not. A miracle to finally have last exit
Cat 2: Indeed
Mutt: I was floored when that email came
Mutt: I really thought it was gone forever
Not Ed: Yep
Cat 2: We should play it soon on chat, tween
Mutt: Play all three
Not Ed: great! would love to see reactios
Cat 2: A chatter, lol any lili, produced Tunnel
Cat 2: Lazy Lili
Tweeny: Cat 2: We should play it soon on chat, tween << Absolutely
Tweeny: One of my very favorite FSt bits. What a great parody of soap operas
Not Ed: LOL
Not Ed: great
Not Ed: Top notch
Tweeny: indeed
Mutt: That is a great bit
||||||||| 8:00 PM: Cat 3 jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past year and a half!"
Cat 3: Ii am lots of places at once
Mutt: Oh my god
Cat 3: Am I anywhere at a ll?
Mutt: Smokeswagon
Tweeny: Pink Hotel was a great compilation
Mutt: Thanks Tween. Excellent job as usual.
Tweeny: Thanks for listening everybody! We'll see ya next week...
Not Ed: Good stuff tonight - as usual!
Not Ed: Great 2 C you all!
Not Ed: Thanks, Tweeny & crew
Mutt: Nite everybody!
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Don't worry about the flies, we won't weigh 'em!"
Not Ed: Adios!
||||||||| Catherwood says "8:00 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Mutt by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
Cat 3: Bride of fi resign next. Week
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Tweeny: Until last time, again...
||||||||| Tweeny leaves to catch the 8:00 PM train to Hellmouth.
||||||||| It's 1:15 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Cat 3 - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 1:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Beet - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 1:45 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Not Ed - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 2 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 2:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Cease - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 2:15 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 2:30 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| AndroTweeny - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 2:45 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Cat 2 - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 3 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 3:00 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Cat - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:31 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
Beet
Cat 2
Cat 3
Deputy Dang
llanwydd
Mutt
Not Ed
Tweeny

URL References:
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd1
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd2
www.kurtericson.net/cat
www.kurtericson.net/firesign
https://firesigntheatre.com/store/firesign-theatre-the-firesign-theatre-live-at-the-magic-mushroom-paperback-book-dvd-rom-disc