"Catfish" Joe's Modulating Web Junk

I don't know about your brain- but mine is really bossy.
I come home from a day on the golf course and I find all these messages scribbled on wrinkled up scraps of paper
And they say thing like: Why don't you get a real job?
Or: You and what army?
Or: Get a horse.

-Laurie Anderson


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 reeky unchin-snouted flax-wench, 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 fen-sucked wagtail, 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:
Misuse of "insure" and "ensure". The former has to do with taking out an insurance policy; the latter is to make sure or guarentee someting.

Little-known Joe Provo Fact Number One:
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."

Might I suggest checking out GweepNet or visiting Scott Lesser.

Want more spew? Whatever you do, beware the Headless Cow!

And as a parting shot, today's Weekly World Spew headline:

Time Claims: "Donor Wants Fingernail back -- "I didn't know I'd have to stop Licking Other People's Cutlery!"" Jer Johnson Laughs his Joints Off.

Cheers,
joe