jprovo's Web Junk

I Want The Battleship, Ethyl!


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 motley-minded fustilarian, 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 fool-born minnow, 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".

Totally Random Catfish Provo Fact Number 4:
He once got someone drunk to sign a check to the Church of the SubGenius.

"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 that you hop over to Jack Jansen and you visit Free Rice to maintain your vocabular while funding the UN World Food Program, NOW!

Want more spew? Here's track listings from my Ramones bootleg tapes.

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

It's Telemarketer! New from OS Walker.  

Cheers,
joe