Joe "Catfish" Provo's Often Fluctuating World-Wide-Weirdness

When you carry the weight of too many yesterdays
You won't know enough to come in from the rain.

-Blake Babies


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Peeve-of-the-Moment:
Simple misspellings. "Caching" is correct - "cacheing" is not.

Totally Random Joe Provo Fact Number Four-Hundred:
Rev. Ivan Stang owes him three undelivered issues of the Stark First of Removal, and has since 198-mumble.

"I AM your imaginary friend Derek, the real Derek and every Derek there ever was - Hell, I'm Bo Derek!"
- Joe Provo

I suggest you visit real anarchist literature at Spunk Library and checking out Bozo Texino.

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

And as a parting shot, meditate upon this classic Zen koan:

Some years ago, a student met a master by a large tree.
The student humbly said,  "What is the spirit of a fool?"
Said the master: "As the water is driven by the heart, so is rock different from the wisdom."
After puzzling over this for days, the disciple became the sage.

Cheers,
joe