Joe "Crimson" Provo's Web Junk

I've got too much energy to switch off my mind
But not enough to get organized

-The The


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 frothy crook-pated strumpet, 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 infectious common-kissing varlot, 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:
Use of the word "graphical" when "graphic" is more than adequate. "Graphic" is ALREADY an adjectival form; don't re-adjective it beyond the use within the loathesome acronym "GUI".

Little-known Crimson Fact Number Eight-Hundred and Two:
Rev. Ivan Stang owes him three undelivered issues of the Stark First of Removal, and has since 198-mumble.

"Be the future you want to create and invite EVERYONE to do it with you."
- Joe Provo

I recommend visiting the Ian Heavens Memorial.

Want more spew? Let's watch some cartoons! Oh wait - now is time for the commercial interruption!

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

The latest from Sirius Cybernetics Heavy Industries!
 Extreme Fifth Husband for Crusher Corps! 

Cheers,
joe