Crimson's Web Page

Anger is an energy.

-Public Image Limited


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.

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If you want to be blackholed at the gweep.net mail server, thou venomed unmuzzled swag-bellied bugbear, 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 rough-hewn 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.

Visit my Poetry Grab-Bag and some writings.

Totally Random Catfish Fact Number 400:
He worked at a small movie theatre in Williamsburg, Virginia in the summer of 1989.

"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."

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

Want more spew? There's something about Church names that stick in my head...

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

One morning, a student spied a sage by the stream.
The student approached the master, and said: "What is the nature of true fulfillment?"
The master picked up his hand and hit the student.
Then, the student became Enlightened.

Cheers,
joe