S H O W   1 : G U E S T   I S   M U S E L E A N O R





[]  musEleanor thrills at the thought of stay being a fanny, fan
[]  stay sees the little red light and shuts up tight
[]  musEleanor is watching Sid Caesar
[]  Pangloss says, "Silence fognoggits."
[]  Naked Angel howls, "Faustroll, l'oeil sur la calamite, conclut que nous ne
 devions plus etre tres eloignes du nord-est de Paris"!
[]  Pangloss says, "The show is about to start."
[]  musEleanor is hystterical laughing
[]  stay [to musEleanor]: I watched the bedroom today at low spped--it was
 fabulous
[]  Pangloss is very embarrassed not to have made a theme song yet.
[]  musEleanor wrote almost all of show of shows
[]  Pangloss will hope that you hum softly to yourselves.
[]  Naked Angel announces to the assembled folks, "Fognoggits, I bid you adieu.
 Keep up the faith and when Hannah comes to ask, tell her that Pangloss is
 doing commendably."
[]  musEleanor hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
[]  Pangloss [to Pangloss]: I was thinking that you'd be more professional.
[]  stay says, "hmmm mmmm mmm"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: I was thinking that the problems would be with
 the non-special guests.
[]  stay hums the theme from mm
[]  musEleanor says, " -- say when Dr. Pangloss"
[]  Pangloss says, "Well, I hope you have all had a chance to read my new item
 which delineates who is museleanor."
[]  stay says, "#?"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: I am trying to introduce you...trying to give you
 credibility pox-throat.
[]  musEleanor looks around to see who says yes to Pangloss' question
[]  Pangloss rolling of eyes.
[]  musEleanor is centering herself
[]  Pangloss says, "news 5 is the news item."
[]  Pangloss says, "It proves logically and apodeictically that MusEleanor is
 my guest this weeke."
[]  Pangloss says, "Additionally, I would ask, as suggested by the room
 description, that you remain in a state of rigid politesse."
[]  fanny says, "bring on the dancing girls"
[]  musEleanor says, "we have information to impart to all of you if you can
 hold your horses..."
[]  L.Detweiler shambles in from nothingness
[]  Pangloss says, "And I will say that you may ask questions to the guest, but
 they will be buffered through me. I will not entertain questions that are
 inappropriate."
[]  Pangloss [to fanny]: They are on strike...no dancing girls this week.
[]  musEleanor admires Pangloss's style
[]  Pangloss asks that you please envision a drum roll and a fanfare of tubas.
[]  Pangloss asks that you please imagine in your mind's eye, Pangloss walking
 across the stage and waving generously to the crowd.
[]  Pangloss asks that you have a seat after you're done clapping by typing
 'sit'.
[]  applause
[]  APPLAUSE APPLAUSE
[]  iola presses gently the bum to the chair.
[]  Pangloss now demands that you keep your great gaping facehole shut for the
 time being.
[]  L.Detweiler  makes a loud, an unutterably loud, noise. You wonder what it
 is.
[]  L.Detweiler presses gently the bum to the chair.
[]  Pangloss clears eir throat.
[]  musEleanor waits
[]  Pangloss presses eir great plump bottom to eir seat.
[]  Pangloss realizes that e forgot eir notes.
[]  musEleanor arranges her skirts and sits
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: I've forgotten my notes...
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Is it amenable to proceed without them?
[]  musEleanor says, "lets PUNT"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: I don't know how.
[]  Pangloss is a sickly weak mama's-spivak.
[]  musEleanor says, "tell a joke!"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Maybe I will ask you some questions...
[]  musEleanor says, "A lawyer wins his case, the jury decides his client is
 NOT guilty"

 

[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Maybe I am curious about where you were on March
 1, 1932.
[]  Pangloss is gravely serious.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Is it true that you are a muse?
[]  musEleanor says, "1932 is hard... who would i have mused?"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Is it true that you have no temporal
 disjunctures? I have temporal disjunctures.
[]  fanny presses gently the bum to the chair.
[]  musEleanor says, "I am, have always been, will always be, a muse."
[]  Pangloss says, "That is to say...I have temporal breakoffs in my
 carnations...you don't. You are, as we call it in the biz, "Immortal"."
[]  ........Shhhhh.........
[]  The Naked Angel alights near you and flaps its leather crusted wings
 howling with ferocious transcendence.
[]  musEleanor says, "I have temporal disjunctures, but they are transient!"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: And how does that affect you in your musings?
[]  Naked Angel intones, "Grasp the bull by the ears and gently stroke his
 head. Only through love of other souls can you learn divine love".
[]  musEleanor says, "without periodical disnuncture, I could segue into being
 a CRITIC goddess forbid."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Could you maybe tell the whole audience what it
 is like to be, as we call in the biz "immortal"?
[]  Naked Angel whispers, "I fold my wings behind me so as not to take up too
 much space. It is important not to take up too much space with your body so
 that you have more room to fly".
[]  Pangloss's brows knit.
[]  musEleanor says, "as osed to what?"
[]  Pangloss scribbles something in eir notebook.
[]  musEleanor says, "as opposed to what?"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Well, some people tell me I am immortal.
[]  musEleanor says, "immortal as opposed to what?"
[]  musEleanor says, "isnt everyone?"
[]  musEleanor says, "seriously, "
[]  musEleanor says, "thats Roxanne's line"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: But you see, my temporal disjunctures...that is
 to say, "My deaths and lives" which I fully know of all, fully...seem to make
 me not so.
[]  musEleanor says, "now, hear me out, you keep interrupting"
[]  Naked Angel announces to the assembled folks, "Fognoggits, I bid you adieu.
 Keep up the faith and when Hannah comes to ask, tell her that Pangloss is
 doing commendably."
[]  musEleanor says, "oh, thats interesting"
[]  musEleanor says, "is hannah coming here?"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Is someone interrupting you?
[]  Pangloss flushes.
[]  musEleanor says, "you are?"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: She is.
[]  Pangloss is.
[]  musEleanor says, "you are interrupting me,"
[]  Pangloss is?
[]  musEleanor says, "yes, I have no buffer"
[]  Pangloss has been waiting for ages.
[]  musEleanor says, "waiting for hannah?"
[]  musEleanor says, "are you serious, Im not sure I want to see Hannah in my
 current manifestation."
[]  Pangloss has had ethereal interference from the following: Marcel,
 bookish, Don B. Gertrude, Ataru, Gerald. But Yes, Hannah is coming soon.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: But you have no other incarnation.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: That's why you are immortal.
[]  musEleanor says, "Pangloss is very very popular."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Are you a hoax? Are you a fakir?
[]  musEleanor says, "no"
[]  musEleanor says, "I am what I am .. its hard for civilians to understand
 what I am"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Hannah owns this whole fucking place assnoggit!
 Why are you baiting me?
 
 
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: You're baiting me.
[]  Pangloss hides under eir chair.
[]  Pangloss sobs, holding the back of eir legs with eir hands.
[]  musEleanor sits with her hands in her lap
[]  musEleanor she doesnt know what to do or say
[]  Pangloss's eyes and other mucous membranes leak.
[]  musEleanor she is at a lost for the first time in several centuries
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: This Is MY show!
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: I fucking invited you here!
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Why can't you do this right?
[]  musEleanor says, "the last being "Im grateful, what would you like?"
[]  Pangloss knew we should have rehearsed.
[]  Pangloss coughs and spits phlegm into eir hankie.
[]  Pangloss sits back up in eir chair and wipes slobber from eir slacks.
[]  musEleanor says, "messy philosophers"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: I thought you were talking about something else.
[]  musEleanor says, "cant ctontrol motor moveemnents"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: That is why Hannah loves me.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: That is why Hannah writes to me so often.
[]  musEleanor says, "Why does Hannah, brilliant Hannah, love you?"
[]  Pangloss knows the history of everyone, like eir own busum.
[]  musEleanor says, "I thought you were going to interview ME?"
[]  Pangloss says, "THIS IS NOT ABOUT HANNAH."
[]  musEleanor says, "whats all this shit about Hannah!"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: You know she is coming.
[]  musEleanor says, "you do NOT know the history of everyone, you only know
 the history of everyone from one tiny persepctive."
[]  Pangloss was trying to have a nice issues-based show where e introduces the
 profundity of your work to the rest of this place.
[]  musEleanor says, "you have a tiny vision"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: I do?
[]  Pangloss says, "oh."
[]  musEleanor says, "well, its not your fault."
[]  Pangloss looks askance.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: I know.
[]  Pangloss doesnt' feel like e has a small vision.
[]  musEleanor says, "tell me a little about your chilled hood"
[]  SeeSea digitally reconstructs here.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: It feels grand and tumultuous like a lion.
[]  SeeSea waves
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: No, you tell me about Giotto.
[]  Pangloss pounds eir fist into eir notebook.
[]  musEleanor says, "well, when was the last time you had your eyes checked by
 your aesthetician.."
[]  SeeSea goes home.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: here I was thinking that I would need to demand
 rigid politesse from the audience and here, now YOU are being the CUNTsmucker.
[]  fanny (fucked) goes home.
[]  musEleanor says, "When I first heard about the Arena Chapel I applied for
 the Commision ... lag"
[]  musEleanor says, "I arrive at the Chapel before Giotto did.. to check it
 out... In those days we could do checks prior to the commencement of the
 work.."
[]  musEleanor says, "no guards, no snappy dragons"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: And is it true....
[]  musEleanor says, "you could just walk in and inspect the place and decide
 if you wanted to muse the project."
[]  musEleanor says, "I was the only one who wanted that project."
[]  musEleanor says, "It was pathetic.."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: that you had to perform certain "applications"
 whilst genuflexing in front of the pope?
[]  musEleanor says, "you mean like Polish his shoes?"
[]  Pangloss isn't really sure.
[]  musEleanor says, "well, its true"
[]  musEleanor says, "In order for me not to swoon under the spell of"
[]  Pangloss heard that he was weak of heart and that you performed various
 ministrations upon his pinkest parts.
[]  The Naked Angel alights near you and flaps its leather crusted wings
 howling with ferocious transcendence.
[]  musEleanor says, "papal intensity.."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Will you show me your pinkest parts?
[]  Naked Angel intones, ".....Wait, I was just about to say something....".
[]  musEleanor says, "I had to wax the floor in front of me as I proceeded
 towards the pope"
[]  Pangloss hms.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: I see.
[]  musEleanor says, "it would blind you for life!"
[]  musEleanor says, "I couldnt do that.."
[]  Pangloss does that sometimes in practice for grant applications to project
 eir work to ethernity.
[]  Naked Angel whispers, "Soul exists because God loves it".
[]  musEleanor says, "However, its strange, the Pope asked me the same
 question..."
[]  musEleanor says, "but I thought he was speakign metaphorically..."
[]  Pangloss is blind in the literal sense.
[]  Pangloss was too.
[]  musEleanor says, "oh"
[]  Naked Angel howls, "......Ummm......"!
[]  smuDge arrives hoping for some sign of intelligent life in the universe
 actually existing.
[]  musEleanor says, "someone is humming, its very annoying.."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: maybe You'd like to talk about the difficulties
 of moving effortlessly through different time periods ....keeping up with
 fashions, etc.
[]  Naked Angel announces to the assembled folks, "Fognoggits, I bid you adieu.
 Keep up the faith and when Hannah comes to ask, tell her that Pangloss is
 doing commendably."
[]  musEleanor says, "Dear Pangloss, surely you arent intersted in the mere
 mechanics of my calling.."
[]  musEleanor says, "Hannah this, Hannah that, makes me sick..."
[]  musEleanor says, "who mused Hannah?"
[]  Pangloss says, "Would the hummer in the audience please shut your gaping
 great facehole!?"
[]  musEleanor says, "yeah, tell me, who was Hannah's muse!!"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: You must be kidding.
[]  musEleanor says, "Hannah was not blessed with the first rate muse....I am
 sorry to say"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Is the muse of the universe, this side and that
 side.
[]  musEleanor says, "a muse without an agenda would have seen to it that
 Hannah was psychoanalyzed several times over..."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: She decides wars, she decides peace...she alone
 is the keeper of love, the protector of angels.
[]  musEleanor blushes, knowing its all so true....
[]  Pangloss remains calm.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: You are really Marcel in disguise.
[]  musEleanor says, "I try very hard not to effect my subjects in a direct
 way."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: A blessing in the skies.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: You are H.
[]  musEleanor says, "I try and take into consideration everything that has
 come before them and after..."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: You are Don B.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: You are Ataru.
[]  musEleanor says, "I ventilate their spirit and their mind..."
[]  Pangloss jumps off eir chair and runs into the audience.
[]  musEleanor says, "you might say I keep their creative pores clean..."
[]  Pangloss jumps into someone's lap.
[]  musEleanor says, "where are you going?"
[]  Pangloss says, "help!"
[]  Pangloss [to L.Detweiler]: She is attacking me.
[]  musEleanor says, "i guess this is my cue to take over the microphone.."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: NO!
[]  Pangloss ducks under the chairs.
[]  musEleanor says, "Good Evening, Ladies and Gentlemen, and guests too"
[]  Pangloss jumps onto smuDge's lap.
[]  musEleanor says, "Pangloss couldnt be here with us tonight to discuss the
 very urgent issues at hand.."
[]  Pangloss says, "don't listen to her."
[]  musEleanor says, "but I am here, and I will take care of each and every one
 of you..."
[]  musEleanor says, "let me see a show of hands..."
[]  Pangloss says, "she will poison your spirits, pour bile and
 misunderstanding into your lungs and it will be very hard for you to breathe."
[]  musEleanor says, "how many of you in the audience are familiar with the
 work of Hannah Arendt?"
[]  Pangloss dives onto the microphone.
[]  musEleanor says, ".... that many?  Goodness Gracious"
[]  Pangloss covers the tip of the microphone.
[]  Pangloss hisses at musEleanor.
[]  musEleanor holds on to the mike for dear live.
[]  musEleanor says, "words will break my  bones but sticks and stones will
 never harm me..."
[]  Pangloss stands in front of musEleanor and waves eir hands, staring at the
 audience.
[]  musEleanor says, "I lead them into the light.."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Please have a seat.
[]  musEleanor says, "I lead them into the best part of themselves without
 throwing the baby out with the bathwater.."
[]  musEleanor says, "I never touch them, but lightly"
[]  Pangloss stands behind musEleanor's chair and politely pushes it in for her.
[]  Pangloss glaring.
[]  musEleanor says, "My wits are seated in the core of my heart and mind.."
[]  Pangloss gritting of teeth.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Please HAVE a seat.
[]  musEleanor says, "I see everything, I see all, I see what I have to see...."
[]  Pangloss clomping of chair to the floor.
[]  musEleanor says, "I am the divine, the giver, the bloomer.... the..."
[]  Pangloss tapping gently of chair surface.
[]  musEleanor turns to Pangloss : What the fuck do YOU WANT?
[]  Pangloss rips the notecards from musEleanor's hands.
[]  Pangloss howls.
[]  Pangloss falls to the floor in a heap of grief.
[]  Pangloss crawls to the side of the stage.
[]  the notecards turn to butterflies and flower petals like a bad animation....
[]  musEleanor says, "nothing is the same, ever....."
[]  Pangloss forgot to purify this room.
[]  musEleanor says, "I know, its stinks, I thought it was you!"
[]  musEleanor says, "What kind of a name is Pangloss?"
[]  Pangloss wipes more mucous from eir velvet lapel and climbs back into eir
 chair.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Body of soul and signed of sound.
[]  musEleanor says, "Is it Pan as in Pan?  or Pot?  or seeking gold?  or
 moving the camera in a sweeping gesture?"
[]  musEleanor says, "and gloss, that's very unfortunate..."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Brushing of golden fleece from the front to the
 back where the angels collect.
[]  musEleanor says, "Is it a Ukranian name?"
[]  Pangloss making of sweeping gesture from here to there.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Perhaps you would like to have a seat.
[]  The Naked Angel alights near you and flaps its leather crusted wings
 howling with ferocious transcendence.
[]  part of museleanor's job is to ask questions, it shows that she cares ...
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Perhaps you would like to tell me where you got
 all this so-called information on Hannah.
[]  musEleanor says, "what is that WIND?"
[]  Naked Angel intones, "I'm trying to get at something here. Blue sky, Grey
 sky all at once. Both at once. Everything you can think of, good things: NOW".
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Perhaps you would like me to talk about Rubens.
[]  musEleanor says, "who told you about Rubens?"
[]  musEleanor says, "how did you know?"
[]  Naked Angel whispers, "Fondle your own life, not that of your ancestors.
 Study your bloody great philosophes, but know that the fools are the ones
 named Cassandra. The fools are the ones who know".
[]  musEleanor says, "Rubens, what about Rubens..."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: That is the great pendulous fishbreasts of the
 harpies who swing this way and that when they are vexed.
[]  Naked Angel howls, "Hello?"!
[]  Pangloss would like to know why you've made love to him for no apparent
 reason, day in and day out.
 
 
[]  musEleanor says, "Once upon a time, wars were fought by warriors one to
 one.  That is to say there was the same kind of visceral gore that we now only
 see in accidents:  insterllar collisions, exlposions,  physical basis.  A
 warrior's weapon was a direct extension of his own body, and the infliction of
 inury leading to maiming or death was a very visceral ordeal.  The reach of a
 private warrior was limited to the enemies phsycially in his presence.  Even
 int he bllur of action, he always saw their faces."
[]  Naked Angel announces to the assembled folks, "Fognoggits, I bid you adieu.
 Keep up the faith and when Hannah comes to ask, tell her that Pangloss is
 doing commendably."
[]  Pangloss squeals.
[]  musEleanor says, "Now, studious of the sight, a numrous throng"
[+][a spider web] oommoo smiles into the net
[]  musEleanor says, "ftp 206.138.209.8"
[]  Pangloss says, "And for this you make love inward and outward and upwards
 of three times a day?"
[]  Pangloss hands musEleanor a glass of water.
[]  musEleanor says, "and why not?  But then an empty hill, without a name)"
[]  Pangloss remembers that hill.
[]  musEleanor says, "the sad earth would groan under us, ..."
[]  musEleanor says, "Their fetlocks run with blood"
[]  Pangloss says, "not this time through though...once when Hannah and I were
 just young ducklings."
[]  musEleanor says, "I dont want to hear about you and Hannah.."
[]  musEleanor says, "too painful.."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: This means you didn't use protection?
[]  Pangloss can tell you the reasons it is too painful for you.
[]  Pangloss will reveal it for the whole audience.
[]  musEleanor says, "how intersting, a very literal interpretation.  Bravo,
 Pangloss!"
[]  Pangloss thinks the audience might want to ask some questions.
[]  musEleanor says, "The prostrate body with his knees he pressd,"
[]  Pangloss acts it out.
[]  Pangloss makes grand chopping gestures with eir limbs.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: So you are saying that you didn't make love with
 Rubens?
[]  musEleanor says, "and plunged his holy poniard in my breast..."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: And what is your association with Ad Reinhardt?
[]  musEleanor says, "Listen I didnt come on this show to talk about my sex
 life!!"
[]  Pangloss has heard that you mused often.
[]  musEleanor says, "oh Ad Reinhardt, thats another story...."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Why did you come here then?
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Why do you think I invited yoU?
[]  musEleanor says, "Ad Reinhardt was a very gentle man..."
[]  musEleanor says, "with an extremely devleoped sense of irony....... "
[]  Pangloss teleports Ad Reinhardt in.
[]  Pangloss feels the callouses on his hands.
[]  Pangloss says, "he has callouses."
[+][a spider web] oommoo says, "bout to reboot the kernal to try and get the
 ethernet module loading"
[]  Pangloss teleports Ad Reinhardt out.
[]  musEleanor says, "and an appreciation of the work of words that IS NOT TO
 BE FOUND NOW."
[]  musEleanor says, "good idea .."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: But when?
[]  musEleanor says, "when what?"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Do you not think that your musings, your great
 and wonderful work as a muse will lead to new ideas? New forms of expression?
[]  musEleanor says, "new?"
[]  musEleanor says, "what do you mean by NEW?"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Being, as we say, "Immortal", this positions you
 uniquely to be able to follow the trajectory of expression
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: You will be able to predict the dawn of a new
 age...do you see the brown crusted leather angel's wings?
[]  musEleanor says, "yes, for instance if I say:      And at last, in its
 curved and imperceptible fall, the sun sank low, and from glowing white
 changed to a dull red without rays and without heat, as if about to go out
 suddenly, stricken to death by the touch of that gloom brooding over a crowd
 of men."
[]  Pangloss was born on the day of a dull red sun without rays or heat.
[]  musEleanor says, "you think I am talking about one thing, but I am actually
 talking about a thing, plus its ....... "
[]  Pangloss says, "trajectory."
[]  musEleanor says, "Really?  How interesting."
[]  Pangloss says, "hymen."
[]  Pangloss says, "innards."
[]  Pangloss says, "skin."
[]  musEleanor concurs, Amen
[]  Pangloss says, "clarity of vision."
[]  Pangloss says, "imperceptible."
[]  musEleanor says, "no, obvious..."
[]  musEleanor says, " The old river in its broad reach rested unruffled at the
 decline of day, after ages of good service done to the race that peopled its
 banks, spread out in the tranquil dignity of a waterway leading to the
 uttermost ends of the earth.  "
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: why are you talking about landscapes?
[]  Pangloss thinks we should call this off.
[]  musEleanor says, "here is what its like:  with them  the ship; and so is
 their country  the sea.  One ship is very much like another, and the sea is
 always the same.  In the immutability of their surroundings the foreign
 shores, the foreign faces, the changing immensity of life, glide past, veiled
 not by a sense of mystery but by a slightly disdainful ignorance; for there is
 nothing mysterious to a seaman unless it be the sea itself, which is the
 mistress of his existence and as inscrutable as Destiny."
[]  musEleanor says, "dont you recognize it?"
[]  Pangloss thinks this is a daft and ferociously corrupt world.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Is that where we met?
[]  musEleanor says, "well, yes, but why bring it up now?"
[]  stay digitizes down to glowing electrons.
[]  musEleanor says, "I was thinking of very old times, when the Romans first
 came here, nineteen hundred years ago     ..."
[]  Pangloss hands musEleanor some water.
[]  Pangloss says, "oh."
[]  Pangloss remembers that.
[]  musEleanor sprinkles the water over Pangloss and all the guests.... 
[]  Pangloss was always the gentle one, even then.
[]  Pangloss hated you for leaving.
[]  musEleanor loves to share...
[]  The Naked Angel alights near you and flaps its leather crusted wings
 howling with ferocious transcendence.
[]  musEleanor says, "I have a riddle!"
[]  Pangloss wanted to protect the land, build what we had, but you ran off
 with the Roman soldiers.
[]  Naked Angel intones, "Oh, excuse me....I had something of Great Importance
 to tell you, but I seem to have forgotten...".
[]  Pangloss collapses and pulls eir knees tightly to eir chest.
[]  musEleanor says, "the riddle is..."
[]  Pangloss says, "salty!"
[]  musEleanor says, "who am I describing when I say...  your strength is just
 an accident arising from the weakness of others"
[]  Naked Angel whispers, "Shhh. Listen closely and you can hear the windrush
 of time brushing her hair. It's Hannah, and I think she's pissed ".
[]  Pangloss says, "Don B."
[]  Pangloss says, "Gertrude?"
[]  Pangloss says, "you."
[]  Pangloss says, "bookish?"
[]  musEleanor says, "I remember the night we met.  Flames glided in the river,
 small green flames, red flames, white flames, pursuing, overtaking, joining,
 crossing each other .."
[]  Pangloss says, "Salty Maluda."
[]  Naked Angel howls, ".....Wait, I was just about to say something...."!
[]  musEleanor  wishes Pangloss would assert some authority and tell Naked
 Anglo to shut the fuck up.
[]  Naked Angel announces to the assembled folks, "Fognoggits, I bid you adieu.
 Keep up the faith and when Hannah comes to ask, tell her that Pangloss is
 doing commendably."
[]  Pangloss says, "Ah...this is when the sirens came to town..they sang to
 you...you had your ears plugged with passion as you made love to a soldier."
[]  Pangloss says, "Naked Angel protects me."
[]  musEleanor says, "I need my ears.."
[]  musEleanor says, "I needed my ears..."
[]  musEleanor says, "I will need my ears....."
[]  musEleanor says, "you are talking about conjugation, n'est-ce pas?"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: So do I have this correct: You would not like to
 talk about musings...
[]  musEleanor says, "YOu have it incorrect.."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: You would not like to tell me how much Gilbert
 and George know about the crackings, the bleak creakings of the future?
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Nor will you tell me the whereabouts of hannah?
[]  musEleanor says, "I am saddened for Gilbert and George, at least one of
 them is not doing very well.."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Spiritually speaking?
[]  Pangloss speaks spiritually.
[]  Pangloss only speaks spirituallly.
[]  musEleanor says, "Hannah is in the tower..."
[]  musEleanor says, "waiting..."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Do you think there will be more angels or less
 come next week?
[]  musEleanor says, "for Pangloss..."
[]  Pangloss says, "That's impossible."
[]  Pangloss says, "I'm waiting for her."
[]  Pangloss says, "She must know where I am."
[]  musEleanor says, "why do you say --- that's impoisible."
[]  Pangloss says, "Does she know where I am?"
[]  musEleanor says, "why do you say "she mlusknow where you are..."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: She knows.
[]  iola goes home.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: She always had.
[]  musEleanor says, "why do you ask "does she know where youare?""
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: She used to.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: It's my fault if she doesn't.
[]  musEleanor says, "why do you say "she used to""
[]  iola teleport in.
[]  musEleanor says, "why do you think its your fault if she doesn't?"
[]  Pangloss nods.
[]  Pangloss pulls at eir lips.
[]  musEleanor says, "dont you understand?"
[]  musEleanor says, "This IS musing!!"
[]  Pangloss knits eir brow.
[]  musEleanor says, "I am musing you..."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Well, she always said I had "horse sense"
[]  musEleanor says, "free of charge..."
[]  musEleanor says, "no you dont, you DONT have horse sense..."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Which, in some ways is more important than
 philosophically-inclined musings.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Hannah said that.
[]  musEleanor says, "I know, I wrote it..."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: What then?
[]  musEleanor says, "oops, I wasnt supposed to tell...."
[]  Pangloss says, "You can't have."
[]  Pangloss knows you are lying.
[]  musEleanor says, ""you believe what you want.."
[]  A hand appears on the wall. Its some sort of divine prankster graffiti
 artist. Look! Its a picture of a stencil (countrified).
[]  musEleanor says, "you see what you like to see..."
[]  Pangloss knows now what e should have known all this time...that you are an
 impure poseur.
[]  musEleanor says, "you are limited by your time and the ship of fools that
 provides your companions for this particular lifetime..."
[]  stencil presses gently the bum to the chair.
[]  musEleanor says, "Why that conclusion?"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: No, I can see them all at once, all the lifetimes
 all at once....
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: I just...confuse them, sometimes.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: but it's not often.
[]  musEleanor says, "so tehr"
[]  musEleanor says, "so there"
[]  musEleanor says, "what happens when you confuse them?"
[]  musEleanor says, "describe what you think is happening.."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: I never hurt another.
[]  Pangloss is always, always the gentle one.
[]  musEleanor says, "bullshit!"
[]  musEleanor says, "Fooey"
[]  musEleanor says, ""Fie"
[]  musEleanor says, "Not true"
[]  musEleanor says, "untrue"
[]  Pangloss is always concerned for everyone's spiritual health and temporal
 conformity.
[]  Pangloss says, "A pox on your throat, whoresdaughter."


[]  musEleanor turns to the audience and says "I have never heard such nonsense
 in all my histories..
[]  musEleanor says, "do you know how small you are?  LImited to one lifetime?"
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: But for those that you construct.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: One "at a time"...there is a difference.
[]  musEleanor says, "if you gathered all the power you had, and multiplied it
 by 10, it would be a puff of wind in the ocean during a really bad storm.."
[]  musEleanor says, "...nothing..."
[]  musEleanor says, "untill you can travel through time, you cannot really
 understand anything.."
[]  stencil suppresses a yawn
[]  musEleanor says, "Im sorry to put it in these terms..."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: You...you harlottrumpet, sucking at the great
 mainline of infinity...YOU are the one with only one lifetime...it may last
 forever, but you ABUSE it...you have abused your git.
[]  musEleanor says, "but you have made me annoyed..."
[]  musEleanor says, "I can abuse anything I want.."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: As can I .
[]  Pangloss doesn't.
[]  musEleanor says, "It doesnt make any difference for me....."
[]  musEleanor says, "no, you cant...."
[]  Pangloss sits placidly in eir chair.
[]  Pangloss says, "This show is over."
[]  musEleanor says, "you are mortal, you can go to hell"
[]  Pangloss says, "does anyone have any questions?"
[]  musEleanor says, "who sez.."
[]  Pangloss is not mortal.
[]  musEleanor says, "maybe someone has some coherent questions...."
[]  Pangloss is just not immortal, in the strictest sense of the word.
[]  musEleanor says, "iola?"
[]  iola says, "ici"
[]  Pangloss [to stencil]: He was a darling friend of Gertrude's.
[]  The Naked Angel alights near you and flaps its leather crusted wings
 howling with ferocious transcendence.
[]  Pangloss [to stencil]: When Gertrude found him distasteful as a lover, she
 set him free.
[]  Naked Angel intones, "Grasp the bull by the ears and gently stroke his
 head. Only through love of other souls can you learn divine love".
[]  stencil nods
[]  Pangloss warns you that musEleanor is not 'all there' tonight.
[]  Naked Angel whispers, "Find infinity in the limitations of your own
 microcosm! Like Saint Theresa in Ecstacy that's where pleasure lies carved in
 stone!".
[]  stencil thought gertrude was a lesbian
[]  iola says, "HannaH emits a deathly aroma"
[]  Pangloss [to stencil]: So was Dr. Who.
[]  musEleanor wonders if iola has a question ....":knew she could count on
 iola to bring light into the tunnel
[]  stencil says, "ah"
[]  Naked Angel howls, "......Ummm......"!
[]  A_Different_Guest teleports in.
[]  musEleanor says, "waits for THE question..."
[]  Pangloss pats stencil's shoulder....we can talk about it later.
[]  iola says, "Iola is ..."
[]  Naked Angel announces to the assembled folks, "Fognoggits, I bid you adieu.
 Keep up the faith and when Hannah comes to ask, tell her that Pangloss is
 doing commendably."
[]  musEleanor says, "iola is ...?"
[]  Pangloss opens eir eyes widely, staring at iola.
[]  Pangloss nods.
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Iola is.
[]  musEleanor  hates refrains...
[]  musEleanor hates re rains
[]  stencil asks: - which doctor who?... or all of them? -
[]  musEleanor hat off ..
[]  musEleanor says, "why would i lie to Hannah?"
[]  Pangloss [to stencil]: Just the ones who had clarity of purpose.
[]  musEleanor says, "plurality of carcass?"
[]  Pangloss [to stencil]: The others Gertrude did not find attractive at all.
[]  iola Iola cathces musey's hat
[]  stencil says, "I suppose it is their repressed love of their young girly
 asstants?"
[]  musEleanor says, "I might as well eat a banana split.."
[]  Pangloss [to musEleanor]: Oh, Okay, Ms. "I'm Immortal"...what would you
 know about plurality of carcass?
[]  Pangloss [to stencil]: That is correct.
[]  musEleanor says, "I was in Pompeii in AD 79."
[]  iola slathers musey's banana split
[]  musEleanor says, "belive me I know..."
[]  musEleanor says, "iola is getting out of hand -- out of hand, out of
 mind....."
[]  stencil waves
[]  Pangloss [to iola]: You *will* clean that up when you're done your
 shenanigans?
[]  stencil (countrified) goes home.
Pangloss Archives emits a faint click.  The little green light goes off.

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