"Catfish" Joe's Perpetually Changing Web Grunk

A politician is someone who can make waves and then make you think they are the only person who can save the ship.


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 villainous elf-skinned vassal, 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 fobbing doghearted dewberry, 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:
Machines that don't behave, even after you kick them.

Little-known Catfish Provo Fact Number Eleven:
He has nine new lives every day!

"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 info I've found interesting in various RSS feeds.

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:

Wicked New Uzi for My Pretty Mosquito _Third Contact_ Playset! 
From Marx! 
In stores now! 
Some assembly required.  

Cheers,
joe