HUBRIS
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EMERGENCY EYES WEB JOURNAL UPDATES DAMN NEAR EVERY DAY
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Welcome To HUBRIS!
Loosen your tie!
Unbuckle that girdle!
Spread out!
The links below lead to web versions of various hastily and shabbily photocopied zines which have been leaking into the Midwest from one man in Lawrence, Kansas for some small time. So take a few minutes to prepare yourself a gin & tonic, perhaps balance your checkbook or have your pets fixed, then when you feel up to it, take a peek at our collection of light and attractive reading for the postmodern peasants of the world in a relatively consequence-free environment.
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FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION
Emergency Eyes
*Updates Daily*
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Poor Dicknob’s Handbook Volume 1
Poor Dicknob’s Handbook Volume 2
Poor Dicknob’s Handbook Volume 3
Poor Dicknob’s Handbook Volume 4
A Year In The Life Of This Man
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Links To Sundry Websites Of Distinction
*New Links Added At Top*
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A Short Description Of The Above
Emergency Eyes
A living journal for the web which updates as close to daily as our hectic schedule here in the lab will allow. A paragraph a day from the mind of a well-heeled boy from the back room.*
Poor Dicknob’s Handbook
An earnest chronicle of the various unintended maxims and sundry overheard epigrams which are wont to flow forth from the fellow firs in our forest from time to time. People say something interesting and we write it down, compile it into a semblance of order and put it out there for the people to peruse in once a year installments. People really talk like this. Read on and be taken aback!A word to the wise: if you are offended by the sort of language that people use at parties when they think no one is tape recording their conversations, then you might not want to read the Poor Dicknob's Handbooks. Poor Dicknob has been known to speak with a sailor's mouth. Which are, as those of you In The Know know, sometimes the best mouths to listen to...You have been warned. Have a nice day!
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A Year In The Life Of This Man
Compiles about 40 color photos from the first year of an ongoing photographic diary in which our man in the street takes one photograph of himself every day of the year. The dates of this first compilation zine cover March 31, 2000 to march 31, 2001. Sometime in the Summer of 2002, expect to see Volume Two which spans from 2001 to 2002. At moment of going to press, this diary is still alive and thriving in its beleaguered element.*
Links To Sundry Websites Of Distinction
The Hubris guide to endearing sites out there on the World Wide Web. Like a puppy grabbing at your ankle, these links want to endear themselves to you like gangbusters. It is our wish here at the labs that you become emotionally dependent on these amusing, intriguing, informative web sites. This is not out of any need to suck your blood, but rather a deep desire to be wanted and to feel helpful. If THE MANAGEMENT had a tail, it would be wagging something fierce right now. Give us the opportunity to show you a good time. Visit our links page and feel the unconditional positive regard. Then peek again later since the list of links is always growing. New links are added at the top under Recent Infatuations.
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!!!COMING ATTRACTIONS!!!
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More POOR DICKNOB'S HANDBOOKS!
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A Final Note To Those Of You Still Awake Out There
For the web-savvy in the crowd, you may probably be able to tell that whoever made this web page knows very little (if anything) about what they’re doing. And boy would you ever be right. Shucks-a-hooey, yeah. This page is an act of self-education as to the complexities and vagaries involved in web page construction. At the moment, what little has been accomplished marks a great achievement—even though you may find that difficult to believe. Take our word for it.
We have no illusions as to our programming proficiencies. If you find the site plain and drab, we apologize. HUBRIS is a work in progress. A page under construction, as they say at Yahoo.
We are not ashamed to admit it. There's dust all over the china cabinet, sheets draping the expensive houseplants. The scent of industrial solvents is in the air... Sounds of hammering and cheap beer bottles being opened by hacksaws and occasionally by beltbuckles. Visit often, if you've nothing better to do and can excuse our mess. We are growing slowly into a vision of splendor we can only dimly conceive of at this time.
Thank you for reading all this. Enjoy.
--THE MANAGEMENT
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