The Catfish's Warping Web lou-WOW!

You gotta live until you're dead
You gotta rock 'til you see red

-The Cramps


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 artless crook-pated canker-blossom, 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 vain hell-hated barnacle, 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.

What is FNORD? FNORD is ribbed for Her pleasure.

Little-known Catfish Fact Number 91:
He attended James Monroe High School in Fredericksburg, Virginia.

"A construct made of cloned human tissue, augments, anxiety, depression, and unforcused rage, a killing machine for whichever humans rented me, until I made a mistake and got my brain destroyed."

Might I suggest you visit the Hunger Site once a day, and help feed hungry people.

Want more spew? Here's track listings from my Ramones bootleg tapes.

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

One evening, a seeker was walking by the river when she came upon a sage.
"Oh Master," said the student, "What is the soul of a child?"
The master murmered: "When the motion is within the sky, then there shall be peace."
Meditating months on this, a beatific smile of Satori came across the seeker.

Cheers,
joe