Ask Dr. Hal’s Notable 9th!
=== HAPPY NEW YEAR!===
THE OLD YEAR PASSES– COME SALUTE THE COMING YEAR
…on the Last Night of 2008 ! ! ! ! !
WEDNESDAY, Dec. 31st!
==PRESENTED ON OUR ALL-NEW STAGE==
AT
The Famous Chez Poulet Gallery-Cabaret
where SHOWTIME– more or less– BEGINS at around
=9:00 PM=
THE SLAPDOWN– Admission: $10 -ISH

3359 Cesar Chavez St.
(Army) Street between Mission and South Van Ness. Just on the
edge of Bernal Heights. The old Odeon Neighborhood.

THIS WEEK:
A S we cast away yet another year, when close friends gather
to make a more vivid stand against mortality, Ask Dr. Hal! and KrOB
present a stirring glimpse through aeons of Deep Time, whirling back
through cosmic cycles into the unfathomable Mysteries of the
Prehistoric past. Ladies and Gentlemen, prepare yourselves for a
fantastic primeval experience, when giant dinosaurs shook the earth
and Life walked hand in hand with Death. A young world, early in the
Morning of Time. Creatures… that sit… and wait. And Man. There are
not many Men yet– just a few tribes scattered across the face of the
wilderness. Superior to the creatures only in his cunning. Not to
mention Woman. She’s there too. Also, a dwarf, the shaman of the
tribe. The parents, the in-laws, the neighbors– you know, once you
add them all together you’ve got a thriving little community there.
And when they party, it goes on for hours and hours. You’ll see it all.
Brontosaurus– a moving mountain of flesh and bone. The mighty
sauropods of the Secondary Era. The lumbering, armored Stegosaurus,
of the ornithischian subgroup Thyreophora, or shield-bearers,
grotesquely adorned in his array of dorsal plates and caudal spikes.
The awesome carnivore Tyrannosaurus rex, one of cruel Nature’s most
fearsome monsters. The Earth erupts in Volcanic fury– and the
mountains fall. Oh, KrOB’s really pulled out all the stops with this one,
folks. You will gaze up at our giant screen in amazement, as you rush
through the temporal vortex, the fabric of the Universe splits asunder,
Time is annihilated– and earlier ages, long dead and buried, return
and live again. Also featuring a well-known Mexican comedian.

KrOB, San Francisco, Presents:
“ONE GODZILLION YEARS B.C.”
(Life-Forms of the Pre-Diluvian World)
…perhaps the Greatest KrOB “Edit.” EVER…

WE START… WITH A CLASSIC CARTOON!
Just before each performance begins, we screen a great animated cartoon–
each one seven minutes of the best theatrical shorts ever committed to film.
Last week we brought you, as promised, one of the best ever Max Fleischer
cartoons, the unforgettable Snow White (1933), directed for Dave Fleischer by
Roland Crandall. This week, our opening cartoon short is from MGM’s greatest
animation director, the legendary Tex Avery, called by many the King of
Cartoons. It’s Red Hot Riding Hood (1943). In 1994 it was voted #7 of The 50
Greatest Cartoons of all time by members of the animation field. The first of a
number of Avery’s similar cartoons which re-contextualize the story of Little Red
Riding Hood in the modern (mid-Twentieth Century) world, it has suffered over
the years from censorship problems; the overt, rampaging horniness of the
Wolf, the outrageous sexuality of Red, now a night-club singer, the over-the-top
desperation of man-chasing Grandma, and especially the suicide ending with
the Wolf blasting out his brains with not one but two guns at the same time
are details which have often caused the film to be mutilated or entirely suppressed.
Naturally, you won’t see the censor’s hand at work when we show it– we are, as
always, taking pains to give you the whole thing complete and uncut. Preston
Blair’s animation of the dancing, vamping Red is considered some of the best
character animation ever done. So join us this Wednesday night, won’t you?
–in time to catch up with yet another treasure of your Nation’s once flourishing
but now mostly vanished popular culture. Remember, our show will start right
up at the very moment the cartoon ends. So be on time!

“This sensual adaptation of the old fairy story soon liberates its principals from
their cute Disney-style forest and slaps them right in the middle of swanky
Manhattan. Grandma’s a nymphomaniac swinger, and her rustic cottage home
a hip penthouse pad. Little Red has become a red-hot singer-stripper; the Wolf
is a model of lupine lechery; and the forest is supplanted by a big-city nightclub
as the enchanted place of forbidden sexuality.”
–Big Cartoon Forum
“Stunningly inventive, brilliantly funny and subversive cartoon from a team… at
the height of their creative powers.”
–Paul Bevan

NEW YEAR’S EVE AT CHEZ POULET
Which is more important to you? Wednesday night– the night of Ask Dr. Hal!?
–or New Year’s Eve, the end of the last day of 2008? For it has come to pass in these
days, owing to the vagaries of the Gregorian Calendar, that both occupy the same
date. Now, perhaps you’re planning to be at some overcrowded, noisy,
ultra-expensive place where the New Year’s thing is running full blast, you have to
shout in the ear of the person next to you to be heard, and there’s no place to sit
down and even momentarily take a load off your poor, swollen feet. And if that’s your
cup of Gumbo, Bunky, then go for it! Come back and see us on one of our “regular”
nights. However, maybe you’d rather be with us tonight. After our show, you’ll still have
time to bolt out the door and race across town through streets dangerously crowded
with swerving drunks behind the wheel to get to whatever “high toned” swanky soirée
you feel is optimal. Joegh Bullock’s running another Anon Salon party, for example
(free publicity here) where even the DJ is paid more than ten grand. Of course you’ll
pay seventy-nine dollars ($79) American just to get in (ours is just the usual $10, or
whatever you can afford) and elbow your way through the sweaty crowd to the bar for a
stiff (-ly priced) drink. You know, it seems as if they may be trying to turn San Francisco
into New York over at Anon. But, so what? Money’ll be no object– after all, it’s only once
a year… Meanwhile, at our place, the cozy and convivial Chez Poulet Gallery-Cabaret,
you can settle in comfortably and hang with us as the year turns. KrOB will DJ and run
movie clips. There’ll be comfortable seating for all, so your pups won’t be a-barkin.’
Lift your Champagne glass high (you have to bring it– see below–) and/or line up under
the (printed-out picture of) mistletoe to smooch a bevy of beauties. And, if you’re at our
party, you can also…

VISIT OUR PORTABLE PEEP-SHOW BOOTH!
Helena Nolan brings us this special attraction. It’ll be in a truck parked right outside our
door. Just go on in and take a playful peek at the special Dada-ist Peep Show
thoughtfully provided. Some fun, huh, kids?

GUESS WHO? FRANK CHU!
Yes, Frank is back! And we’ve got him! At some time during our next show, and indeed
during every show, by special arrangement, the perennial protester/holy man, protest sign
grasped firmly in hand, the living institution after whose oracular rantings the late, great
12 Galaxies night club was named, will ascend the stage once again– and deliver a rapid-fire,
impassioned, incomprehensible bromide. You can rely on it (as the Talking 8-Ball says).
Go, Frank! We’ve even got him answering questions!

COMPUTER FREEBOOTER
David “Yo-Yo Pro” Capurro provides a running visual commentary as the
show progresses. To see what that means, you’ve got to watch the guy in
action. IJ (Internet Jockey) Capurro, also known for his alter-identity Yo-Yo
Pro, one of the original Monsters of Yo-Yo and Master Yo-Yo Manipulator
extraordinaire, keeps the show connected to the digital world, all the while
scheming to bilk Chicken of as many free shots as his inserted questions can
receive, as they are rewarded in this curious fashion for their excellence and
entertainment value. What a sense of humor the guy has. But we guess you
really have to be there to appreciate this. So, be there!

FOR PETE’S SAKE! SPACE IS THE PLACE!
Learn’d Astronomer and Boffo Boffin Pete Goldie provokes and stimulates with
his unrivaled Stellar Peep-Show. Yes, these are gorgeous Heavenly Bodies,
Ladies and Germs, nakedly exposed against the velvet curtain of Space,
burning and blazing in the depths of Eternal Night. A quondam NASA consultant,
Pete’s also a raconteur, artificer and craftsman, and a delver into mysteries of
Natural Philosophy. The well-known bon vivant and astro-science specialist gives
us astonishing pictures from worlds never before viewed by human eyes–
containing information on Outer Space and what may be found there. He’s got a
nifty little model of the Cassini-Huygens Probe that you’ll see at the show, the
amazing, far-travelling spacecraft that our pal Paul Pot perpetually toils over, refining
its intricacies. Yes, something’s always happening in Space these days– and sure
as Entropy, Pete’s going to be telling each and every one of us al-l-l-l about it.

CHICKEN JOHN SEZ:
“Hey, everybody– come see the Ask Dr. Hal! show in a brand new
location: my living room. It’s 4 guys doing improv on 4 different
levels. It can be amazing.”

NOT A BAR– BUT YOU CAN DRINK!
So there won’t be any booze for sale, OK? We don’t do the show in a bar any
more, so, it’s OK to drink, but BRING YOUR OWN. We encourage you to. Of
course, good questions will still be rewarded in the traditional manner– with that
old standby, Fernet Branca, TM –the “Miracle Liquor.” That’s how Paul Pot and
David “Cappy” Capurro do it– and that’s the one way you can still get a drink
at Ask Dr. Hal!

THE ASK DR. HAL! SHOW – FEATURING FRANK CHU – CHICKEN JOHN – DR. HAL – KrOB –
PETE GOLDIE – DAVID CAPURRO – ALL QUESTIONS CHEERFULLY ANSWERED – BARDIC
RECITATIONS – FERNET GIVEAWAYS – CARTOONS – KrOB MONSTER CLIP EDITS – WITH
OUR VERY SPECIAL GUESTS THOSE ROOF-DWELLING HILLBILLIES THE “PO’BUCKETS”
DONATION TEN DOLLARS OR SO – AS CLOSE AS YOU CAN COME – OUR DOORMAN
ROBERT LEVY WILL GLOM YOUR DOUGH AS YOU CROSS OUR THRESHOLD. BE HERE
FOR NEW YEAR’S. COME ALL, COME ONE, NEW SHOW, NEW RUN…

SOCIAL NOTES
At this, the changing of the year
We raise aloft a cup of cheer
To all our friends at Chez Poulet
Who come to see us each Wednesday,
And even those who’ve not yet tried
Our show where it now does abide:
To Amacker Bullwinkle, we
Extend our best felicity,
Angela Knowles we toast as well,
And to Amanda Jensen’s spell;
Ariela Morgenstern
and Attaboy commend in turn,
Baba Lou Orlowski too
And Baby Doe– we think of you.
Of Barbara Traub and Barbara Fried
We’ll sing the praises far and wide;
We Becky Stevenson adore
And send our love unto Blake More,
Chris Campbell, and to Robert Burke,
And Elwyn Crawford, nor shall shirk
To hail Chris Carney, fellow showman,
Christian Lunch and Donna Bowman,
Delectable Dawn Stott, Claire Mack,
David Doyle and D.S. Black,
Deb Sherman, Dee Dee Russell, Hollis,
Danny Girl and Ena Dallas,
Danny Rathbun, enciente Nieves,
Kelek, who’s Becky S.’s sis,
Simon Cheffins, Dominic Reo
And Karen, Edith Harbaugh, Leo,
Dixie de la Tour and Rusty
Blazenhoff, Silke Tudor, trusty
Duncan D’nuts and Alex O’Leary;
Of Freddi Price we’re never weary.
Lilli, too, gets our attention,
Nor would we forget to mention
Ed Holmes, known as Bishop Joey,
Eileen Hassi, distant Cloe,
Gabrielle, bartender Flash,
Francine Bennett, Eric Cash,
Frank Chu and his protest sign,
David Capurro and his twine,
Harley Dubois and Heather Vescent,
Helena Stoddard (always pleasant),
Katy Bell, Kimric, Kellita,
Helena Nolan, June, Anita,
Jascha Ephraim, Georgia Axton,
Tend’rest bartender, Jean Blacksten,
Jenner, Windy, fair Jess Bruder,
Jim Fourniadis, that square-shooter,
Erin of the Dark Room; no one’s
Leaving out Cameron Eng, Sean Owens,
Joegh Bullock, John Hell and Jim Mason,
John Law, Joyful Simpson; hasten
To include Jon Alloway
Justin Credible, Janay
Growden (and her brother Mark)
And Krista Bray; we shall remark
KrOB, forever at his station,
Lady Bee, desert sensation,
Larry Harvey in his Stetson,
Lena Strayhorn, and our bet’s on
Fetching Lera Boroditsky
Whether we toast in wine or whiskey.
Let us also praise Jaye Spencer,
Linda Robertson, Lynn Rubenzer,
Louise Jarmilowicz, Mary P.
And M.I. Blue, Violet, Mieke,
Aaron and Bronwyn Ximm, the Ximlet
And who else? Our mind is dim-lit.
Now with vodka mix’d with Red Bull
Watch us drink to Justin Cred’ble,
Leslie Sternbergh, A. Alexander,
Puzzling Evidence, commander
Of Radio’s concealed attraction,
and Anna Fitch of “Extra Action.”
Brian Goggin too we toast,
Marlowe Riley, and we host
All good thoughts for our Marcia Crosby,
Melissa Margolis, and toss we
Down –why not? –just one more “quickie,”
To both Shirleys, John and Micky,
Mark Bodé, his good wife Molly,
Even Michael Heath, by golly,
Michael Peppe, Miriam, Momo
Mr. Lucky, major-domo
of all that’s cool, laid back and retro,
Mikl-em, Danielle E. and Pietro.
Molitov Malcontent, Mongoloid,
Monica Maduro, Boyd,
Rick Abruzzo, Annie Coulter,
Cabbie Johnny, Carla Holder,
Dr. Monkey, Pamela Holm
And Paul Pot too– we will extol ’em.
As well, Astronomer Pete Goldie
And Sarah Szczechowicz extolled be,
Little Daria included,
To find of drink our glass denuded.
Then let us down at least one stirrup
cup in praise of Mable Syrup,
Rhiannon Charisse, Perstephanie,
Phineas Narco, Phillip, Tiffany,
Philo Drummond, Ivan Stang,
Wei and the whole SubGenius gang,
Phoenix, Jenny Jo and kids,
Mark Mcgothigan– thanks for the “vids,”
Miriam too, Adams (Melinda)
Rachel Weidinger and Cynda,
Bug Girl, Kaye, that kute Kate Willett–
Watch out! You nearly made me spill it!
Reeling now, our thirst we drown,
Tossing another bumper down
To Robert Levy, Reverend Billy,
Ron Turner and “Mission St. Willie,”
Jen Alexander, Kiko Aumond,
Jessy Face, of whom we’re so fond,
Phil Darnowsky, Robin Frohardt
And Scott Beale– for them, we’ll go for’t.
Lori Dorn as well we’re praising,
Rosanna Scimeca– amazing!
And Zoli, of him there’s no carbon
Copy, likewise Sarah Harbin,
Spy Emerson and consort Moses
And little Lucky– each who knows us.
We’ll drink now to that true sensation
Robin Coomer of Loop! Station,
Who makes all our senses tingle
As aloft her pure notes mingle
With Sam Bass’s talking Cello,
And to that engaging fellow
Rudy Rucker, Rudy Jr.
And Sylvia; now with me do tune your
Voice in song, in praise of Solar–
To the heavens we’ll extol her–
While we drain one more Martini
To Winston Smith or Tom Fannini,
Steven Ra$pa, King of Bunnies,
Jamie Pickard and other honeys:
Susan Staley, Tarin Towers,
Ty McKenzie– and our powers
Fail at adding here a homily
Fit for Sadie, called Anomaly.
Uriah Findley let us mention,
Bobby Peru and our intention
‘S not to forget our ol’ pal Tyler,
An’ Vicki Olds– what a beguiler.
Sonjia Miles as well– where is she?
Must sit down– We’re getting dizzy–
But we remember Geoffrey Smart,
Raechel Velouria and Bart,
Violet, Extra Action’s drummer
And comely Burkes– they call her Summer,
Shannon and Kathy, Susie the Floozie,
Who-oops! That las’ one was a doozy.
We’ll toast, with o-o-ne more shot of rye,
Spain Rodriguez– what a guy–
Paul Mavrides, Mimi Heft,
And Zero Boy– we know we left
Out far too many, thereby sinnin’
But the room just won’ stop spinnin’.
Oh, yeah– We’ll pile just one more on
to raise a glass to Chicken John.
So Happy New Year, one and all,
As off along the floor we crawl.
And if we die right now, that’s fine–
We’ll never miss Two Thousand Nine.

AMUSING PUZZLING EVIDENCE YOU TUBE CLIPS!
Did you know you can watch some of the show right this minute? Well, thanx to
Puzzling Evidence, you can! Go ahead– scope out a few of the hi-lites from
previous episodes of Ask Dr. Hal! –on You Tube! It’s easy! It’s fun! It’s time-consuming!
And it’s technologically au courant, and absolutely the next best thing to being there
in person! How? Why, just click, clickety-click, on these handy URLs.

Gaze now at this exceptional edit, excerpted from our recent December 24th
performance (Pt. 1):

Behold the second half of the excerpt of the show on December 24th (Pt. 2):

Scope out outre out-takes from our December 17th serendipitous show:

View tantalizing excerpts from our December 10th show. Try clicking on this:

See excerpts from our December 3rd show. Click on this, or, if that doesn’t
work just cut and paste it into your browser:

Audit choice fragments from our November 26th show on You
Tube, courtesy of Puzzling Evidence. SEE Chicken unfairly
berate KrOB. HEAR Dr. Hal as he wanders farther afield even
than usual in his meandering “answers” to several questions.
Just go to:

Peer at clips from November 19th’s show. Warning to Parents:
Chicken really ladles out those cuss-words. Go to:

The endless-seeming Election Period is now, at last, behind us. For
those who would like to indulge themselves in one final wallow, check
out this ultra-entertaining (Adult-themed) Puzzling Evidence video
clip from the ADH Pirate Cat radio show featuring Dr. Hal, KrOB, Pete
“Savant” Goldie and the additional appearance of special guests
Presidential Candidate John McTaint and vivacious wife Sindi
McTaint. Go to:

See you Wednesday night!

SIXTH SMASH WEEK!
ASK DR. HAL! Sails On–
A S. F. HOLIDAY TRADITION!
WEDNESDAY, Dec. 10th!
It’s Time to Come and Visit a Popular Favorite Again
=====SEE OUR ALL-NEW STAGE========
AT
The Famous Chez Poulet Gallery-Cabaret
3359 Cesar Chavez St.
(Army) Street between Mission and South Van Ness.

Just on the edge of Bernal Heights. The old Odeon Neighborhood.

ANNOUNCING:

TWO SPECIAL EXTRA HOLIDAY SHOWS!
OUR 22nd CHRISTMAS SPECIAL!

OUR NEW YEAR’S EXTRAVAGANZA!
FOR  DETAILS, SCROLL ALL THE WAY DOWN

TO THE BOTTOM—  PAST THE OBITUARIES.

THIS WEEK:

DOWN FROM THE SKIES– KrOB
Brings YOU the Skinny on
“WHEN EXTRATERRESTRIALS
ATTACK EARTH!”
Ruthless Aggressors from Other Star
Systems Bomb, Strafe Planet’s Cities
–Just in time for the Holiday Season!
Last week KrOB took us to a certain lost prehistoric island, where
swimming scorpiopedes, venomous aquatic centipede descendants,
(just) manage to co-exist with a freshwater fish as large as a whale, the
ambush predator Piranhadon titanus. Pretty scary, eh? This whole bit,
about being attacked by (usually quite exotic) animals, though offered
up by us weekly in the spirit of all fun, nonetheless pushes certain hard-
wired evolutionary buttons. As rational thought on the matter should
make plain, any animals should be more afraid of humans than vice
versa, if you look at the record so far… But… what if we were the
“animals,” lower in the hierarchical tier than we usually find (or place)
ourselves? What if there were Powers surpassing ours as we dominate
the brutes on our (and their) own planet? How would it feel? Not good, is
our answer. And KrOB’s been itching to put this one up on the big screen
for quite some time. This Wednesday he gets his chance. Watch as the Aliens, the Space People, the Sky Gods or what have you, put us in the
unenviable position of those poor moose (meece?) and wolves facing a
terrifying and inexplicable doom– being blasted from above by
Sarah Palin from a helicopter. You know, this might be the scariest
KrOB “edit” yet! We advise those who may be overly sensitive to such
material to turn away or shade their eyes. It’s “showbiz” –pure
entertainment — and it’s all happening right here– at the famed
Chez Poulet Gallery-Cabaret
where SHOWTIME “ALWAYS” BEGINS AT
=9:00 PM=
WE MEAN IT THESE DAYS– WE REALLY DO…

THE SLAPDOWN
Admission to the Ask Dr. Hal! show in its newest form? That’s

  $10-ISH (Cheap)

A Love offering. A donation to support the arts–
and our on-going exposition, now in its 12th year of
esoteric, recondite entertainment. A regrettably
unavoidable necessity in turbulent times of economic
convulsions and a harsh, unforgiving fiscal climate.
A vote of confidence, if you will. C’mon, keep Chicken
afloat. Support the Performing Arts Community. Give
what you can. And may the spirit of charity dwell eternally in your heart. Now fork over, cheapskate!

WE START…  WITH A CLASSIC CARTOON!
Just before each performance begins, we screen a great animated
cartoon– each one seven minutes of the best theatrical shorts ever
committed to film. Last week we showed The Old Mill, directed by
Wilfred Jackson for Walt Disney. This week it’s back to Warner Bros.
and our all-time favorite animation director Bob Clampett as we bring you
the immortal Porky Pig masterwork of Surrealism and avant-garde artistry,
Porky in Wackyland (1938). The story concerns Porky’s expedition to find
The Last of the Do-Dos in Dark/Darker/Darkest Africa. In 1994 it was voted
#8 of The 50 Greatest Cartoons of All Time by members of the animation
field, and in 2000 was deemed “culturally significant” by the United States
Library of Congress, which selected it for preservation in the National Film
Registry. What’s it like? As in all of Clampett’s cartoons, the screen overflows
with bizarre, intricate details which even after many viewings still provide
something new. Looking heavily influenced by the work of Salvador Dali, the
film’s baffling strangeness is no impediment to its irrepressible humor. There’s
a creature playing the flute by blowing its nose, a strange rabbit dangling in
mid-air from a swing that seems to be threaded through its own ears, an
angry criminal imprisoned behind a free-floating barred window that he
holds in his hands, and a cop with a wheel for legs, who rides up to assault
the prisoner. There’s also a three-headed monstrosity based on the Three
Stooges, with the three heads violently arguing in a squeaky abstract language,
which is translated by a long-nosed little creature who runs up to the foreground
of the image and bashfully offers, “He says his mother was scared by a
pawnbroker’s sign.” Get it? Sure you do. Three heads, three balls to a
pawnbroker’s sign… You know, a pawnbroker’s sign? That sign with the three
balls…? You see, they used to have those signs… aah, you’re a lousy audience.
OK,  back to our cartoon crowd, seething and teeming with all those outre
characters. Explorer pertinacious Porky Pig is confronted by all of them almost
as soon as he arrives, just moments after the lunatic sunrise (the sun is lifted
above the horizon by a tower of stacked creatures) signals the start of a new
day in Wackyland. This kind of abstract nonsense drives the picture, with the
same kind of absurdist sense of humor and fluid flow between unrelated images
that propelled such Surrealist films as Un Chien Andalou.
As in the rest of this director’s uncompromising work, the cartoon contains moments that have often been censored through the years, but, needless to say, we plan to show it
complete and uncut. So join us this Wednesday night in time to catch up with
yet another treasure of your Nation’s vanished popular culture. Remember, our
show will start right up at the very moment the cartoon ends. Be on time!

“Clampett’s film is a cartoon masterpiece… jaw-droppingly inventive…”
Ed Howard, Only the Cinema

SPECIAL GUEST APPEARANCE:
MAYOR GAVIN NEWSOM!
Opening our show this week as our Very Special Guest Star will be the City’s
highest-rolling Swell, Mayor Gavin Newsom. His Honor will speak about his
move to slash the Arts Budget, and what he plans to do about the economy
when he becomes Governor of our State. This Mayor has his critics, but say
what you like about him, he’s no puppet of the Board of Supervisors.

…AND GUESS WHO? FRANK CHU!
Yes, Frank is back! And we’ve got him! Before every show, by special
arrangement, the perennial protester/holy man, protest sign grasped firmly
in hand, the living institution after whose oracular rantings the late, great
12 Galaxies night club was named, will ascend the stage once again– and
deliver a rapid-fire, impassioned, incomprehensible bromide. You can take
that to the bank. Go, Frank! We’ve even got him answering questions!

GOLDIE’S DEFIANCE– RELIANCE ON SCIENCE!
ADH Science Solon Pete Goldie has been providing breathless audiences
with images from NASA’s Cassini Probe, and the excitement was palpable
at last week’s show. Pete will be on hand this week too, to present more of
the newest discoveries made in the endless reaches of the unfathomable
void. It’s an exciting time. The news from Mars, however, seems ambiguous.
After nearly a month of daily checks to determine whether Martian NASA’s
Phoenix Mars Lander would be able to communicate again, the agency,
Pete let us know, has stopped using its Mars Orbiter to hail the Lander
and listen for its beep. At this time of the Martian year, reduced daily
sunshine has now left the solar-powered Phoenix craft without enough
energy to keep its batteries charged. (Folks, we know how it must feel.) The final communication from Phoenix (the spacecraft) was a single, feeble signal received via NASA’s Mars Odyssey Orbiter back on Nov. 2. The Phoenix Lander operated for
two overtime months, after all,  achieving all its science goals and more
during its original three-month mission. It landed on the Martian Arctic
Plain on May 25th of this year while the Ask Dr. Hal! show was “dark.”
Well, now it’s the Lander that’ll be dark for a while, Pete tells us–
entombed in a block of frozen carbon dioxide– Dry Ice. Br-r-r-r-r-r!
The last attempt to listen for a signal from Phoenix was when Odyssey
passed overhead at 3:49 p.m. PST Saturday, Nov. 29th (the day following
Dr. Hal’s recent birthday), at 4:26 PM (local Martian solar time) on the 182nd
Martian Day, or Sol, since Phoenix landed. And Pete’s eager to tell you
al-l-l-l about it. So travel with Pete, our own Boffo Boffin, through the
mysterious realms of the universe in his continuing segment, “Waste of
Space.”

COMPUTER FREEBOOTER
David “Yo-Yo Pro” Capurro provides a running visual commentary as the
show progresses. He finds pictures on the Internet which’re supposed to
resonate with whatever’s being discussed. This Wednesday, David again will
be on hand at his station on our stage, serving up accompanying images
(usually) scraped up from the benthic bottom of the Internet. You might not
think so, but the guy actually practices some restraint doing our show– as
bad as what he usually puts up on our screen is, he’s pullin’ his punches,
folks– let’s just say, if he wanted to, it could be worse– a lot worse. And–
tonight might be the night he finally “snaps” and gives in to temptation.
But see for yourself. As “Cappy’s” agile fingers fly over the keyboard you will
be unable to avoid the horrendous, stomach-churning, hyper-pornographic
results, on our

MULTIPLE MONITOR SCREENS
It’s a dang-blasted Multi-Media Experience, is what it is.

CHICKEN JOHN SEZ:
“Hey, everybody– come see the Ask Dr. Hal! show in a brand new
location: my living room. It’s 4 guys doing improv on 4 different
levels. It can be amazing.”

NOT A BAR– BUT YOU CAN DRINK!

So there won’t be any booze for sale this time, OK? BRING YOUR OWN.
We encourage you to. Of course, good questions will still be rewarded in
the traditional manner– with that old standby, Fernet Branca,  –the
“Miracle Liquor.”

THE ASK DR. HAL! SHOW – FEATURING FRANK CHU – CHICKEN JOHN –
DR. HAL – KrOB – PETE GOLDIE – DAVID CAPURRO – WITH SPECIAL
GUEST APPEARANCE BY MAYOR GAVIN NEWSOM – SPECIAL GUESTS
ROOF-DWELLING HILLBILLIES THE “PO’BUCKERS”– DONATION TEN
DOLLARS OR SO – AS CLOSE AS YOU CAN COME – OUR DOORMAN
ROBERT LEVY WILL TAKE YOUR DOUGH AS YOU CROSS OUR
THRESHOLD. COME ALL, COME ONE, NEW SHOW, NEW RUN…

SOCIAL NOTES
Ask Dr. Hal! seems to be happening! Each time we do our show we’ve been
getting more people. Last Wed. we found ourselves having to move in more
chairs, as there weren’t enuff 4 our kapacity krowd. Now Chicken’s getting
set to buy even more chairs. Don’t worry, folks– everyone’ll get seated… For
some new attendees, ADH can turn out to be intimidating. Just ask Mieke,
who had to turn down the honor of a KrOB Moment. I guess the honor wasn’t
quite compelling enuff. All seriousness aside, everyone, don’t feel you haveta
get up there when Chicken sounds the Clarion Call. There’ll always be
someone to take your place, if you’re a bit put off by the ruff stuff. So wuz it
last Wed.; so shall it always be… Not that we didn’t have our hands full with
the likes of Goose, Arko, fabulous Fredrika Distracto, & anxious Andrew
Stelzer– they came up with some lu-lus. Marco Casserole & dynamic Dan
Blanchard put us to the test, as did Juan Rapedo & Washington, who at
least forked over a couple of Washingtons… Then there was delectably
decorative Dawn Stott, dressed to the nines for our Social Event, tho’ we’ve
seen her elsewhere wearing less– much less… ADH also welcomed Zoli
a.k.a. Yoni Wannaleiya of the famed Wink n’ Yoni Show– ackshully more
than the Swooner Crooner everybody knows him as, the Zollster’s a
classically trained singer. We saw him bring in a plate of lit candles to help
Chicken with the ambient lighting. Too bad this spectacularly distracting moment worked against our cartoon, washing out th’ screen. And will
someone clue Chicken that the flashing, ruby-red Disco Ball is also too
much to have going when we’re showing the cartoon? Thanx a bunch… Local
Theater God Sean “Strangelove” Kelly wuz in the house– slumming? –and
Videographer to the Stars Mark “Rome Burned in a Day” Mcgothigan. But
where wuz sleepy-eyed Mark back at Burning Man this year, when we had to
do our show in Center Camp in the middle of a howling white-out inside the
tent? He’d given up & plodded back to his site— that’s right– figgering nobody
would give a p’formance– or show up 4 one– in dust-blown Hell. Wrong on
both counts, Mcgoth. Now there’s no record of that exercise in futility. Don’t
you realize The Show Must Go On? And so it must… Malapert Madeline
Boyne couldn’t be missed, nor could luscious Lynn, and you couldn’t miss
kurvaceous Kate Willett or kaptivating Kaye… Ed Holmes, a.k.a. Bishop Joey
of the First Church of the Last Laff came in to see us, fresh from his own 4-star
show “Subhuman” @ Rythmix Cultural Works… So did Puzzling Evidence
of eponymous KPFA 94.1 FM radio fame. Puz Ev, in case you haven’t noticed,
has been shooting mini-docs of our show which he then puts up on You Tube:
Click on the links below this col. We also noted harried Hagula, who musta left
off her make-up… then there wuz just-plain-Juniper-fresh Jessica Noël, new to
the show but full of questions. These she mostly asked after we were done & we
were off duty– we chatted pleasantly for some time… The roof-dwelling
Hillbillies were back, but the Child Protective Services man came once again
during showtime to take little Lucky into protective custody. If only Mom & Pop
would take that lollipop out of the kid’s hair… Paul Pot, Xpert in Space
Aviation, keeps souping up Pete Goldie’s spacecraft model of the
Cassini-Huygens Probe, attaching magnetic grapples between the Orbiter &
the Lander. Science marches on… As for us, we plan to be there for awhile.
That’s right! Now that we’re booking the show ourselves, in its own performance
space, no harried rock club owner (& for the record I don’t mean our doughty
Doorman, redoubtable Robert Levy, late of our last venue, the late, great 12
Galaxies, named by fearless Frank Chu– & yes, he was there this time too)
–can “suddenly” recall that one of our show dates is preempted by a
thoughtlessly booked Rutabaga Stem Suckers concert, benefit for a Sexual
Predator’s Bicycle Crash or other seemingly more profitable enterprise… It (the
Show) goes on the boards every ding-blasted Wednesday at 9:00 PM, and
that’s all she wrote. Here at Chicken John Productions we’re keeping in mind
that some of you have a need… a need to catch the la-a-a-st B.A.R.T. train at 12:17 AM from the 24th St. Mission Station back to the wilds of the East Bay. Translation:
these days we start earlier. We really do. Ask anyone… And try to get there before
9:00 PM, wontcha, or you might miss the cartoon, invalidating all our work…

WILL WE BE BROADCAST ON PIRATE CAT RADIO?
You won’t see PCR’s own Dr. Monkey lurking around with a computer, a
microphone, and 50 yards of cable when you arrive this Wednesday. But
in the fullness of time, he does intend to get around to capturing the show
for broadcast on his station, Pirate Cat. The plan is that these episodes will
be available, as audio, to invalids and shut-ins. Thoughtful, eh? But Dr. M. will
be out of town this week, hob-nobbing with his brother wizards. When he
returns, assuming a few trifling outstanding issues with the management can
be cleared up, “all systems will be go“ for “liftoff–“ and we’ll be able to let
you know at that point just when you’ll be able to start tuning in to these
broadcasts and start downloading those podcasts. You’ll know when it’ll be
time to tune your radio dial to 87.9 FM. We’re as anxious as you are to receive
this information. And, when we get it, we’ll pass it right along to you. ‘Nuff said.

AMUSING PUZZLING EVIDENCE YOU TUBE CLIPS!
Did you know you can watch some of the show right this minute?
Scope out a few of the hi-lites from previous episodes of Ask Dr. Hal! It’s
the next best thing to being there in person! How? Why, just click on these
handy URLs:

View choice fragments from our November 26th show on You
Tube, courtesy of Puzzling Evidence. SEE Chicken unfairly
berate KrOB. HEAR Dr. Hal as he wanders farther afield even
than usual in his meandering “answers” to several questions.
Just go to:

See clips from November 19th’s show. Warning to Parents:
Chicken really ladles out those cuss-words. Go to:

The endless-seeming Election Period is now, at last, behind us. For
those who would like to indulge themselves in one final wallow, check
out this ultra-entertaining (Adult-themed) Puzzling Evidence video
clip from the ADH Pirate Cat radio show featuring Dr. Hal, KrOB, Pete
“Savant” Goldie and the additional appearance of special guests
Presidential Candidate John McTaint and vivacious wife Sindi
McTaint. Go to:

See you Wednesday night!

OBITUARY DEPT.
FORREST J. ACKERMAN
November 24, 1916 – December 4, 2008
The world has lost Forrest “Forry” Ackerman, mentor to
a generation’s shrine of secret knowledge. Without 4e
(as he was often known) there would be no Church of
the SubGenius, to mention just one example– and no
Ask Dr. Hal! Show.  Ackerman, who originally coined
the term “sci-fi,” was influential not only in the
formation, organization, and spread of science fiction
fandom, but had also long been a key figure in the
wider cultural acceptance of science fiction as a
literary, artistic and film genre. Ackerman is also
remembered as the editor-writer of the magazine
Famous Monsters of Filmland, as well as for being an
occasional author, actor in monster movies, producer
and literary agent. His house in Hollywood, or as he
liked to put it, “Horrorwood, Karloffornia,” was for
years a sort of shrine, a Mecca to the faithful, who
from the 1950’s to the present day took the pilgrimage
to see “4SJ’s” giant library and unmatched collection of
artifacts from science fiction and horror films. This writer
made the memorable journey a few years back and was
treated graciously there. We at Ask Dr. Hal! remember “FJA” with fondness, and now offer him this gesture of
our love and respect. In Pace Requiescat!

A CHRISTMAS MESSAGE FROM CHICKEN JOHN…
Chicken John to do 22nd Stupid Christmas Show!

SAN FRANCISCO – Chicken John, noted idiot, started a tradition
back in 1986. He threw a Christmas show, on Christmas Night– for
people who didn’t have families, or had them but couldn’t be with
them for whatever reason. Call it Orphan Christmas.
The show started out as a punk rock show with music and other
stuff. In the early 90’s it became a variety show. In 1997, with partner
Hal Robins (the Ask Dr.Hal! show, SubGenius Foundation, voice of
Half-Life’s Isaac Kleiner) it became a homegrown version of a popular
Chuck Barris Game Show: Treasure Hunt. In the show Treasure Hunt,
you answer a trivia question, and if you get it right you get to select a
wrapped present. You open it, and keep whatever was in the box.
Chicken adopted this concept, but put the gifts under a “Christmas
Tree” (usually a mike stand with a branch duct taped to it). But the twist
is that Chicken gets people to bring the wrapped gifts. So, say,
someone may come with a whole pick up truckload of gifts. The pile is
often, in fact, very high.
The show starts at 10PM. The show ends when the last gift is opened
(which was after 3AM last year). It’s really a marathon of unendurable
comic improv, as Chicken and Hal drag everyone on stage to answer
Trivial Pursuit questions and fill the Chez Poulet with gift wrappings and
Holiday bullshit. Some gifts are stellar, some a joke. Some are just
confusing. Best present to date was a ticket to Burning Man. The worst–
a dirty diaper.
Others have been an entire set of encyclopedias, various items of small
furniture, comic books, fake Rolex watches, “sea monkeys,” cat food, a
diary, original artwork, a paddle-ball game, a bubble-blower, a set of
car keys, a laptop, a bag of weed, pictures of your mother naked, a
parking ticket (payable), fun-sized candy, a coupon for a hand job, a
Ritual Roasters Coffee coupon, garbage bags and a Slinky. It wouldn’t be
Christmas if someone didn’t get a Slinky, would it? So, on Christmas Night, come on down to the Chez Poulet Gallery-Cabaret.Your family is all of us
who also have no families. And if you weren’t going to get to unwrap a gift
this year– well, Chicken’s got you covered. God bless us all. Everyone. Even
KrOB…
THAT’S
“The Year Chicken John Saved Christmas,” Year 22!
(Also known as, “The Year Chicken John Ruined Christmas”)
DECEMBER 25th– Christmas Night, 10 PM. FREE!
DECEMBER 24th: The Ask Dr. Hal! Show. DECEMBER 25th: The 22nd
Annual Christmas Show. Come to both!

ALSO

NEW YEAR’S EVE!
Ring in 2009 the right way– with Chicken and Hal!
DECEMBER 31st– Until after Midnight!
Watch this space for news about our New Year’s Eve Chez Poulet
Extravaganza! If you were fretting about “where you wanted to
be” that night, fret no longer! It’ll be the slam-bangety-est, most
chaotic New Year’s Eve Event in town! You’re invited!

ABOUT KrOB AND GIANT TYRANNO-FISH