Joseph Z Provo's 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 mail server, thou paunchy milk-livered boar-pig, 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 quailing fen-sucked 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.

I believe the mistake with greatest affect on the 'net was during the Great Renaming, when USENet's garbage was filed under "A". Did no-one think that news readers would sort alphabetically? This has caused newbie- (& press-) confusion on the nature and purpose of the 'net.(pre-http that is)

Rather Obvious Catfish Fact Number 7:
He produced MW Repertory Theatre's production of Neil Simon's Last of the Red Hot Lovers (1991). That was the first MW show to turn a profit; all were amazed.

"dd if=/dev/coffeepot of=/dev/mouth bs=1gulp ...or
cd /coffee; tar cf - . | (cd /me; tar xpf - )"
-- Larry Beaulieu

I recommend visiting the free, global email-to-fax gateway from The Phone Company, NOW!

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

Daily Planet Claims: ""I Chopped My Boss's Wife to Death With a Switchblade" -- Elvis Impersonator." Steve Richardson Laughs his Thyroid Gland Off.