Catfish's Perpetually Rotating Page

Certum est qui impossible est

-Tertullian


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 goatish spleeny reeky onion-eyed haggard, 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 dankish beetle-headed harpy, 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.

Peeve-of-the-Moment:
Cutesy neoligisms like: "creatives" Every person is creative. If you got yours crushed out of you as a child, don't think that means there's any us-and-them categorization.

Well-known JZP Fact Number 100:
He hung out with and helped out at the start of the Worcester "Food Not Bombs" group. He feels like crud because he hasn't stayed involved.

"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."

Go check out Saki's World!

Want more spew? If you need to calm down, read some haiku.

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

Retro... 
 From Under the Sea... 
   the latest in IBM's Prawn-Bunch series ...
       Victor Mature! 
Some restrictions apply.  

Cheers,
joe