Crimson's Growing Web Junk

Certum est qui impossible est

-Tertullian


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 infectious bat-fowling pignut, 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 craven hasty-witted bum-bailey, 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 "botanical" as a noun. It is an adjective; something can be "a botanical specimen" or "have botanical elements" but there is no way a product can contain "botanicals".

Totally Random Crimson Fact Number 700:
He once gave his friend Jer a mailing list as a birthday present.

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I suggest visiting Ian Heavens Memorial, Ian Heavens Memorial, or the free, global email-to-fax gateway from The Phone Company; ASAP.

Want more spew? Let's watch some cartoons! Oh wait - now is time for the commercial interruption!

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

The latest from Little Tikes, LLP!
 Retro Paisley Ultraviolet Second Wife for Sperm Whale-League! 
James McCoy says "Buy my Krakatoa Playset Spamming French Horn!".
Some restrictions apply. 

Cheers,
joe