The Inaudible Cabinet of Indifferent Breakfast Burritos
“I'll never see myself in the hand is worth two in the upper
region of the mouth.”
This site is best viewed on a computer that is not a Macintosh, mainly because I only know the names of about 4 Macintosh FONTs.
Mmmkay, I see the counter. I'll change my little "greeting" as soon as I think of something better. But I know that the counter is innacurate, because people have to come back to this page before they can look at another. I'll need to implement some frames. If I ever figure it out. And it's still here:
Recent Developments
Schtuff
An Instant Message I Received. This is based on a true story. Except that it's presented in it's entirety, rather than 21 minutes with commercial breaks.
The Opaneulic Glossary A description of some of the more bizarre words that I am capable of using, and "opaneulic" isn't one of them. I encourage other people to use these words in their everyday speech.
A Message From Debe The first in a series, unless everyone hates it.
(I haven't decided on a name yet)
You have accidently stumbled onto an incomplete, ugly, worthless excuse for a "web page." I say "accidently" because there is no plausible reason for anyone to visit this page. I'm not looking for sympathy, and am merely being truthful. This page is awful, "The Lion King" awful. Incidentally, if you liked "The Lion King" then you will probably hate this page. If you don't like "The Lion King," as I don't, then you still will hate this, much like I do. Not that I am attempting to imply similarities between me and someone who doesn't even have enough sense to leave a bad "web page" when the author tells them it is, I am just stating facts. So there.
Please inform me if you cannot download the FONTs. Uploading ZIP files is Hellish with WS-FTP and America OnLine. Oh, and I have no idea of how non-Windows operating systems handle FONTs, so don't be terribly shocked if these [FONTs] don't function on said systems.
(That sounds more intriguing than "news")
1/13/00
Uri Geller is (or claims to be) a psychic. He is also insane. Not in the "ha ha. He is INSANE," type of way, but more in a "oh my Flob, that man is insane" sort of sense. Look at this "Wolf Files" report from ABCNEWS, and know that I did not go looking for this. I have tried to stay away from ABC. It annoys me slightly more than CBS. I found the link on another site. Isn't this stupid how I am trying to disassociate myself from ABC? Anyway, it should be gone in a week, so if you want to see it, look now.
1/10/00
So, Don Martin's dead, America OnLine has "merged" with Time Warner and the only people who ever look at this page are teachers at the school I attend, so suffice to say I am not happy. Someone also left a strange anonymous question in my guestbook thingie seemingly inquiring about the hard-to-read text. I would like to ask people to be more specific about such things, as I myself do not like the page enough to prance about happily in search of a dysfunctional background image.
1/2/00
What's all of this "Entertaindom.com" nonsense? 3D Superman is more powerful than your computer! Dr. Science knows more than you do! If their only hope of attracting visitors is to make people feel bad about themselves, then I'm afraid that their site isn't going to last for too long, because modern American people are more proud of themselves and arrogant than they have ever been before. The Entertaindom people also claim that you can talk to "God" if you visit their site. That's just balderdash.
1/01/00
Oh no. I have to pay royalties now, because I typed those numbers. Well, my father celebrated the new year in the traditional manner. The insane, drunk, English manner, by forcing, I guess the tallest person in the house, therefore not me, to go outside with wine (or champagne, or something like that) bread, and "some money in your pocket," and knock on the door after the year officially starts, and wait to be let in. I think it's supposed to bring good luck, or fortune as some would say, but in the past year my family has officially run out of money, my father was diagnosed with cancer, and I started a web page, so it can't be very effective. But it is, in my opinion, preferrable to standing around in 34º weather with thousands of other morons in "corporate bitch" (as Pimpbot might say) Times Square waiting for an asbestos coated ball to fall and crush me (because I'd be gullible). I almost wish that there had been a terrorist attack, because that would have been more interesting, and a giant third-world nation manufactured explosion would have been far more spectacular than that pathetic fire works display (at this point I am purposely looking for controversy). The stuff in Portugal was prettier, and the camera work was better too. Send all death threats to the address listed below.
12/28/99
I am angry now. Find out why.
12/28/99
Yesterday I went to the Trumble (that's a town in Connecticut) mall, and while I was walking past the Old Navy store, I saw some person in a wheelchair with a dog. I said something to my mother (I don't have a car nor do I know how to drive one) about the dog looking like "Magic," (the dog that was featured in Old Navy advertisements before the company executives realised that the cast of "The Jeffersons" could be obtained for a lower price than dog trainers) and strangely enough, they went right into the store. Isn't that a funny story? ... Then make your own Pogspammed “web page,” you lazy SOD!
I was hoping that the content could be the focus of the page, but I had worked on about 5 or 6 "sub-pages" and realized that none of them were worth looking at. Do you care?PEEP! <(ˆ -ˆ)>
