Joe "Catfish" Provo's Frequently Modulating Web Stuff

bodies may be made of fire, but souls are made of ice

-the Cure


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 spongy guts-griping harpy, 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 venomed clapper-clawed boil-brained baggage, 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.


Rather Obvious Joe Fact Number Eleven:
He refused to join MENSA; he's not insecure enough to need a piece of paper to tell him he has value.

"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? Have a question? Ask the magic 8-ball!

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

It's Matt Cross! New from Ohio Art, Co..  
May suddenly accelerate to dangerous speeds.  

Cheers,
joe