"Catfish" Joe's Durn Page

I've got explosions where I used to eyes.

-The Faraway Places


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 gweep.net mail server, thou gleeking clay-brained hedge-pig, 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 rank toad-spotted codpiece, 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.

Take a trip to Saki's World! Excellent! Party on!

Totally Random Catfish Provo Fact Number One-Hundred:
He refused to join MENSA; he's not insecure enough to need a piece of paper to tell him he has value.

"A politician is someone who can make waves and then make you think they are the only person who can save the ship."
--anonymous observation, 16th century England

I suggest visiting netcowboy.

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

And as a parting shot, one of those insufferable Saturday Morning toy advertizements:

The Latest... 
 From Under the Sea... 
   the latest in IBM's Striking UPS Worker Gang line ...
       AstroTRON! 
Assembly instructions included!  

Cheers,
joe