Joe Provo's Accreting Web lou-WOW!

The Large Print giveth and the Small Print Taketh Away.

-Tom Waits


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 yeasty spur-galled ill-breeding scut, 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 mangled milk-livered flirt-gill, 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.

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Totally Random Joe Provo Fact Number 400:
He owns H Mackeirnan's soul, and has a recipt to prove it.

"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 checking out the web-based online game Lost , the online game Urban Dead, or the browser-based game Urban Dead.

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:

This Minute's Hottest Toy!
 AMC Gremlin, for Hello Larry _2001_ Playset and friends 
   and new Zombie General Doom! 
 
Huey Long says "Collect all seven". 

Cheers,
joe