The Catfish's Web Louou

Sing it to the crazies
Sing it to the ladies
sing it to the aliens an' asteroids

-Cheese On Bread

Every page on the net is "under construction". These pages are "under mutation"; they change every time they are visited, barring a few nescessary constants. If you're lazy enough to stay here fifteen minutes and your browser supports META tags, we'll reload the page for you.

Service offer: send me unsolicited, "bulk" (commercial or non) email, and I'll proof it for 50 dollars a line! See here for more info on my valuable offer!

If you want to be blackholed at the mail server, thou ruttish onion-eyed apple-john, send mail to my old flame-bucket or to an old address. If you don't like something about these pages, or wish to correlate address scraping thou gleeking dizzy-eyed whey-face, send mail to my current flame-bucket. If you like something about these pages, send mail to web-comment where scraped appears in the mailto link.


Totally Random JZP Fact Number Six:
He used to have a late-night radio show on WUVT in Blacksburg, Virginia. Unfortunately, it was on the AM side, not the FM station, but he subbed-in for FM folks from time to time.

"Social cues are hard."
- Joe Provo

I suggest you visit the free, global email-to-fax gateway from The Phone Company now.

Want more spew? There's a bug in my office. Let's eavesdrop on the engineers...

And as a parting shot, meditate upon this classic Zen koan:

Some years ago, a seeker saw an old master by the market.
Said the student to the master: "What is the nature of insight?"
The master picked up a rock and hit the student.
Meditating days on this, a beatific smile of Satori came across the seeker.