Conductor #1 February 22, 1997 PORT: Navigating Digital Culture
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Pastor Flash: Egads, what was that? Pastor Flash: Limbo, a self-fulfilling prophecy. murph: by the transcendence of language PORT-MIT_4: Yes, I'm here... PORT-MIT_4: I had to remoall but on computer.... PORT-MIT_4: remove murph: You had to remove all the computers? murph: Isn't that going too far? PORT-MIT_4: I sorry, this is getting difficult... Com_Dark2: where is the chicken? conductor: it is difficult here. i am afraid. Pastor Flash: Farewell, fair conductor! Resistor, may you find happiness. battery: the chicken is inside you. Pastor Flash: See you robbin. ;-) conductor: goodbye pastor... conductor: battery are you still among us? PORT-MIT_4: I can't keep up... battery: battery here again PORT-MIT_4: we have to solve some technical problems.... battery: is this problematic enough conductor: uh.. the chciken says i spelled their incorrectly. conductor: battery what things are *problematic*? Com_Dark2: what is the chicken's phone number? battery: 555-chicken murph: Remo, what sort of problems are you having? PORT-MIT_4: lots of people here today.... PORT-MIT_4: I'm overwhelmed with keeping the screens up.... conductor: PORT are you still with us. have your technical problems been solved? PORT-MIT_4: also need to talk to people and can't ... PORT-MIT_4: and I'm sick.... PORT-MIT_4: I've restricted everything to one screen. PORT-MIT_4: This way I can almost handle it.... conductor: the chicken says, "LISTEN!, there are razors along the water's edge." PORT-MIT_4: evr\ery thing is up.... PORT-MIT_4: and in a strange way it is successful.... PORT-MIT_4: The sounds are driving me mad.... Com_Dark2: Can someone please tell us if you heard our audio transmissions? Or at least tell us if you're getting our chat messages conductor: the chicken says, "somtimes i cannot breath and my claws appear as my mother's claws..." murph: Oh, my murph: we've got a neurotic chicken PORT-MIT_4: the chicken seems to have a freudian complex Com_Dark2: OK, here's a problem: ComDark (not C_D2) has been sending lots of chat and some audio. Has anyone received it? We're not even getting the chat on C_D 2, which is just aabout 4 feet away! Daniel Georges: Daniel Georges can see the chat and I got a snippet of audio, but no video PORT-MIT_4: i've never had such feelings about my mother Com_Dark2: Dan, which one are you not getting video for, ComDark or Com_Dark 2? PORT-MIT_4: how do you call the chicken PORT-MIT_4: i'm glad i already had lunch or i would have to get a chicken sandwichc Com_Dark2: messages arriving to random locations, why? PORT-MIT_4: what does the chicken stand for? conductor: i have a direct phone line. PORT-MIT_4: should i call it? Daniel Georges: I remember watching my neighbor behead a chicken when I was a lad. Daniel Georges: He swung it over his head and let it go. It flew for a hundred yards without a head conductor: Daniel, what effect did this beheading have upon the wet cement of a lad? murph: Well, the chicken stands ON old newspapers murph: I can see that Daniel Georges: I'm not sure but I do remember it well murph: doesn't the chicken need hands to pick up the phone? Daniel Georges: It was funny that the bird could fly better without head murph: They run around for a few minutes without heads PORT-MIT_4: i think the chicken is a metaphor for the futility of our existance PORT-MIT_4: we are all stuck in our own boxes with telephones and computers! Daniel Georges: And the neighbor had a medevil executioner image for me ever since PORT-MIT_4: listen: brown egg me brown egg me brown egg me brown egg me battery: i miss chicken already...where she at? conductor: remo, i fear all the ways we become stuck and / or rendered a living *dead*. murph: We used to candle the eggs on uncle's egg farm PORT-MIT_4: listen: make me cry make me cry make me cry make me cry make Com_Dark2: puh-leeze, is ANYONE getting any video from either ComDark or Com_Dark2? Daniel Georges: The dancing chicken in the booth at Coney Island is particularly that way PORT-MIT_4: There's an imagefrom comdark 2 murph: And something from ComDark conductor: d.g. can all birds fly without their heads? mindweb: hi is any one there/ Com_Dark2: once, whenI was young, my uncle umberto sprinkeled cat litter on the floor of his auto repair shop. He would say"here chicken, chicken". But there was never any chickens. the bastard knew it all the time. This one's for you uncle umberto. Rot in HELL murph: just the chicken conductor: murph, the chicken is responding to my messages. and screams to me across the circuit space.... Daniel Georges: I'm doing a sketch of a hen since I can't see it murph: What does she scream? conductor: did uncle umberto ever dress up as santa claus? and fool you into FAITH? Daniel Georges: Rhode Island red PORT-MIT_4: i scream chicken, we all scream for chicken ice cream murph: I don't think so Com_Dark2: Uncle Umberto was a godless communist. He was void of any faith. Daniel Georges: with a bit of Fog horn Leg horn thrown in Com_Dark2: That was his deal. Trick us into BELIEVEing and then pull the rug out from under us murph: And lay egs murph: It is a hen isn't it, not a rooster murph: I can't tell conductor: did uncle umberto fear himself??? murph: I'm getting very broken audio Daniel Georges: I remember a rooster kicking me in the shins and it really hurt Com_Dark2: Then there was the time the whole family went out to a pre-KFC resturant called Chicken Galore. Nothing much interesting happened that time. Much like the bulk of life. Chief: what is that music? Daniel Georges: I hear the broken audio too Com_Dark2: It's us! PORT-MIT_4: it says: brown egg me brown egg me Daniel Georges: occasionally Chief: this is pretty cool... Com_Dark2: Things are starting to get weird here. The spirit of Uncle Umberto is amoung us. murph: No, this is serious experimentation murph: The fate of humankind is at our fingertips PORT-MIT_4: or, make me cry make me cry make me cry Com_Dark2: Uncle Umberto: Why hast thou forsaken me! Chief: sorry Com_Dark2: Where are you conductor, we need you? conductor: xcfgioujhfeguihrgfpigopiuherp9ui7er89uhe murph: or, rather, our claw tips conductor: i am here COOM DARK2 conductor: ComDark 2, i hear your family fictions being relyed across the wire of late 20th century. Chief: This is coming from SU correct? conductor: Com Dark, i told the chicken the story of uncle umberto. the chicken is mulling this over. Com_Dark2: So the real problem is that I was out last night and my pants. Com_Dark2: were a shade of puse. Chief: where is that damn chicken? conductor: the chicken has blacked the screen. Com_Dark2: sweet and sour souce. Com_Dark2: yes, may I have two extra please. conductor: we have to cull together our obscurities and possibly chicken will return. Com_Dark2: THe flow is returning Com_Dark2: believe in the PORT-MIT_4: remo is back... PORT-MIT_4: how's it going... conductor: Com Dark your sounds have stirred the chicken. i am afraid. murph: We are culling our obscurities to tempt chicken back murph: Hi harriet murph: Was thyzya in? PORT-MIT_4: you and houdini... Chief: what's the number to call the chicken? PORT-MIT_4: Thyzya is leading the discussion.... conductor: only i have the number for the chicken, however you may forward any messages you have through me and i will possibly complete this circuit for you... battery: conductor: as I beg to feel my chicken here, I am curious... PORT-MIT_4: like here, she is bright and understands.... PORT-MIT_4: cary will definitely be in her article... PORT-MIT_4: Bill Seaman was in today.... battery: conductor: are you or are you not getting in touch...are you or are you not extending you rlateral capabilities...are you, or are you not taking your pllace in that there three dimensional chicken array battery: ...and hey, what about fuzzy chicken? battery: what about artificial chicken? PORT-MIT_4: gimme, fuzzy chichen anyday.... harriet: artificial like in plastic? or like in fires of artifice? PORT-MIT_4: Bill is a hee.... PORT-MIT_4: Who is Harriet.... conductor: harriet, what is the ultimate in plasticity for you. are you fixed or scattered? harriet: harriet is the queen of chicken-landia fool battery: conductor: I have heard through the mainframe, that chicken scatterings are volitile when mixed with tech juice. harriet: sometimes she is also a chicken impersonator... harriet: plasticity is scattttered Com_Dark2: PORT-MIT_4: harriet is a street in minneapolis. conductor: the chicken says, "we are alive in movements and fixed is the status quo..." PORT-MIT_4: I'm going to start setting up for next performance. harriet: a street... that too, but only on holidays PORT-MIT_4: I'll leave this open til 4pm Com_Dark2: harriet: conductor, what does chicken think of plasticity? murph: Adieu Chicken! PORT-MIT_4: The conductor is very serious.... conductor: remo, so we should shut down soon? Com_Dark2: conductor: the chicken says: plasticity is in you and plasticity is in me.... conductor: i will be shutting down soon... goodbye and we will transgress further ground in the weeks to follow. conductor: the chicken says: GOODNIGHT AND IN THE FUTURE I WILL NOT BE ME AGAIN (FOR TOO LONG) Com_Dark2: next week streaming audio? harriet: audio would be good conductor: next week we will be streaming LIVE REAL AUDIO! harriet: so streamin' it'll be Com_Dark2: we will rock the chicken next week then conductor: thanks com dark your energies are appreciated... Com_Dark2: com_dark and com_dark2 signing off...goodbye to chicken where ever you are... |