SENCELESS BLATHERINGS OF A SLIGHTLY DERANGED MAN
 
 
  SOMETIMES I THINK I'VE GONE COMPLETELY MAD...
  ...then I realize that I have. No biggie. I've been this way for a while. Often I have heard from my collegues, friends, and family members the words,"You need help." or,"Where do you come up with this stuff?" and even,"I'll be able to tell my grandkids that yes, I knew Kurt. Seemed like a nice, quite guy. Never would have guesed he'd eat that family of four."


I've always enjoyed talking...not particualarly with people, but mostly just at people. It was not really much for communication purposes, but mostly just to hear my own voice. Later in life, I realized the potential of writing my thoughts instead of just spewing crazy talk from my mouth like foam from the jowels of a rabid badger. With the power of the written word, I could communicate my deranged visions and senceless blatherings without ever having to see my intended audience. (Mostly writing came from a special brand of laziness. Once I had my thoughts on paper, I didn't have to use my brain to remember any of it.)



Most of my inspiration for my ramblings and lunacy come from my various life experiences. I've had several near death experiences, been an alien abductee, and have been reunited with my twin brother who was adopted by Turkish cantalope farmers by the power of sibling telpathy. Or maybe that was just all on a Unsolved Mysteries I saw. I don't know. What is important is that I uhh...yeah.

Some how, and some time, when I master this mystic art of HTML, I shall relate to the entire world via this mind-bogglingly powerful medium all of my bizzare thoughts, hopes, dreams, and bar-be-que recipies. Until that time, you, the teaming masses of the World Wide Web community, will all be blessed with this one pathertic page of crap. Until then, go read something else.

 
  I ate all of my Elmer's glue. Can I go home now?
  As you can see by the bleakness of this single front page, I don't know what I'm doing yet. But soon, with the careful guidence of the Feild Commander, I shall soon rise to one of the highest levels of the HTML hiarchy. Or someone will hack my sight and fill it with pornagraphy, whichever comes first.


In the meantime why not check out this shameless plug that Fortune City has descetely placed towards the bottom of this page. There's supposedly a link below to get your own 20MB of free webspace. I don't really know. do you think I actually look at my own site?



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  Welcome To The United States Army. May I Take Your Order?
  Below are some topics that at some point I will be rambling on at some length about. Just think of it as a tasty little morsel to get your mental taste buds primed and ready.
  • The Physics Behind Comic Book and Caroon Technology
  • Comedy and Other Things That Make Me Laugh
  • Counterculture and Other Wierd Folks
  • Health and Fitness and Why You Shouldn't Care About Either
  • Latin Culture or What I Learned In El Salvador
  • Movies, TV, and Other Fantasy Worlds Americans Live In
  • Indie And Things That Rhyme With the Word Indie
  • Rock and Pop and Pop Rocks
  • Natural Sciences
  • Unnatural Siences
  • News,Current Events, and Other Things That Piss Me Off
  • Paranormal Things
  • Philosophy
  • Religion
  • Science Fiction
  • Climbing
  • Cricket, The Sport No One Understands
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    Army Life
    For the priviously and currently militarily employed who are feeling a bit disgruntaled.

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    Cataphasia Home Page
    The most kick ass band south of St. Louis and north of the vast nothingness of southern Missouri.

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