06/25/2004
Updated every Fall album I own.
12/06/2001
The index page. Whispers, in the distance, feeling uptight, I hear them mumble in the dark corridors that lead where I know not:
"The index page."
Harsh whispers, rasping against my mind, again, again...
The index page.
Later, they found him crouching, quivering in a corner of the darkened basement, hands covering his face, offal smell, whispering: "Updated every fall album I own and it is now current. You can play guess the missing fall albums.... yes, that gives me an idea. He said 'Good evening London! You lucky lucky lucky people.'"
11/28/2001
Updated my current read.
You know, I've made other updates in the past couple years, but have neglected to update this particular page. I corrected some links (Camus, Fall) and now... is that the time!? Damn, I gotta be at work in less than seven hours. Think I'll go to bed.
01/21/2000
Updated my current read.
Thought about the irony. The irony!.
Thought about the fact that there is no god. There is no god!
But, if you really want some god(s), check this freak... er, a, guy's page out. Tell 'em Lenin: The Goddess of Love sent you; I'm sure he'll appreciate that:
GOD BOY
02/10/98
every Fall album I own; as if you care
01/21/98
Updated my current read.
Nipped and tucked the index page.
Wow, somebody was feeling funky on January 9th....
01/09/98
Watch out! All you innocent by-standers...
Just call me Casper... not the friendly ghost,
But the holy ghost.
Yeah, come on under my sheet baby.
Bring it home... glory be - the funks on me.
I'm calling short distance baby....
Don't put me on hold...
01/05/98
First quote of 1998 added.
How 'bout that Yeltsin? What a twat!
Communism's Greatest Hits!
12/26/97
Took down the xmas decorations and stuck them in the attic until next year.
Updated my read.
12/21/97
Happy Solstice!
In my quest to conquer the internet, I have acquired the following:
And the Goddess never looked so good!
12/20/97
Added text descriptions of most images.
Xmasized (Xmasified... xmasticated) the page.
Santa: Goddess of Love...
12/19/97
Carpe Xmas!
Click me once, go look at the index.
Results of Xmas party reflected in revised xmas list...
Thanks again, Salome!!
12/15/97
"Stephen, what are you doing?"
"I'm working on the computer... why?"
"I can hear you... making noises."
"Well, I'm sorry!"
Brand new quote!
12/14/97
It's four in the morning.
The FAQ is baq.
What do I want for xmas? I though you'd never ask!
Got rid of the demon dogs......... well, some of them.
12/12/97
I have added several coats of grime (aka Phoenix) to the Poetry Pit. No apologies to the residents of that city.
Grime is: no more, Phoenix I, Phoenix II, and Still Water. Maybe you need to live in a desert to fully appreciate.
12/11/97
Added Minivan and Cream the Eggs to the Poetry Pit. Read them and weep...
12/08/97
Added The First Letter of Stephen to the Amblerites, King Jims red letter edition.
12/07/97
I continue to resist the urge to switch my banner to the phrase "Carpe Ovum".
Corrected a grammatical error in hell. The Goddess thanks his German friends!
12/06/97
NEW!!!! Easy to read backgrounds © 1997 Stephen M. Daly.
Yeah, that's a copyright baby!
Steal my background now and watch the lawyers descend upon you!
See if the witch-craft act holds up in a "modern" day court of "law".
Marvel to the suprise appearence of a state court analyst!
Thrill to the ever changing interpretations of.... THE LAW!
It is an amorphous blob, changing at will, and it will devour you!
That's right.....
THE LAW WILL EAT YOU.
YOU WILL EAT THE LAW.
Force feedings begin immediately..... yum, yum. Who wants another serving of the law?
Mmmmmmm, the law; yummy yum yum. The law. Yummy yum yummy yum yummy yum yum.
Ever notice how a word doesn't look like it is spelled properly when you write it more than twice?
EAT THE LAW.
EAT THE LAW.
EAT THE LAW.
EAT THE LAW.
EAT THE LAW.
EAT THE LAW.
EAT THE LAW.
Added five poems, made a piece of prose accessible from and completely rearranged the Poetry Pit.
Is that background better, Bill?
Caved in to the growing international pressure and added a link to said poetry pit on the index page.
12/05/97
Added my "Expatriate period" to the Poetry Pit.
12/04/97
Where the hell have you been?
I'm reading a new book,
There's more prozac,
And the quote has changed, I think...
If it has I can't remember
Now I can remember, now I can remember!
11/25/97
Went back and thoroughly enjoyed this.
Wow... did I really write those responses? I'm brilliant sometimes!
Thought about you. What are you doing right now? You smell really good. What are you doing later? I might be free in an hour or so.... Maybe we should get together. Do you like red wine? Maybe we could split a bottle of Merlot. Yeah, I'd like that. What's your number? I'll give you a call.
Hah! Turns out you were right about those perverts on the internet. Mmmmm, now take off your clothes....
11/23/97
Corrected the spelling of one word in the PIT.
11/21/97
Today. A beautiful day. Welcome to the Village. You are number 200032749326150965432102635.
Made some changes........ your guesses welcome.
11/04/97
Should I call it love mail?
Oh, and some poor misguided soul has added a direct link to this. Thank you! Lenin needs all the action he can get.
Have YOU kissed him lately? Maybe you should, you neglectful lovers!
11/01/97
It is November.
New, nude pic of Lenin and comrades: check out the exhibit page. And a scolling message!
Take a look at the index page for a new quote, a new motto, an update on my current read, and not much, much more!
10/25/97
More mail! Whoop!
10/22/97
Another brilliantly unproductive day. I'm getting really used to all this apathy. Good for the soul, as if I have one.
10/21/97
Added nothing. Nothing at all. Nothing new.
10/19/97
Revised Spooky the Cat! - a work in progress.
Removed some poem from the pit; cannot remember what. Don't care.
Added Unfinished Poem, Eighty Proof, and "Everyone Is Talking About The Snow" to the pit.
10/18/97
Removed swipe at wife's friends; replaced "Here Come the Martins!" with the just created "Spooky the Cat!" in the poetry pit.
Of course, Spooky is just a veiled swipe at wife's friends. Oops, unveiled...
uhhhh, Took out the trash.
10/18/97
Corrected the spelling of "Musketeers" in the holy trinity day shift section.
Added a swipe at my wife's friends in the poetrypit.
10/17/97
Switched ye olde quote.
10/17/97
Break!!
New paragraph!!
I love this HTML. Oh, and I added the brilliant E PLURIBUS NULLUM banner to the index page. Dig it.
But what does it mean? "Out of many, none." Take a look at the coinage in your pocket....
Break!!
New paragraph!!
And circles with A in the middle....
Dig it!
10/13/97
Added a Ben Franklin obscene language warning.
Stuck another letter in the so-called not really Hatemail.
Down to five (5) hours sleep per night.
Took an axe to the index page (and the Franks lyrics).
Added a bunch of "Blah blah blah".
Changed the quote............... again. It's still Mark E. Smith - is a trend in the making?
10/12/97
Added the Poetry Pit.
Corrected a line in the Franks song.
10/12/97
Stripped off all of my clothing and exposed myself as follows:
Me, naked.
Don't be afraid, there are no graphics.
10/11/97
Corrected the @atheist mail address; no s&m needed.
10/10/97
Did I mention that the quote was updated?
Did you miss one? Try ye olde quote archive to view the past quotes.
Try to discover a pattern....
10/10/97
Wife rants about maternity wear: "Who do they think is wearing these (fill in the curse) clothes anyway."
Sitting at computer; decide to add this to the what's new
Now seeming kind of old.
10/05/97
Added lyrics to the Franks Beverage Co. song.
Possible breach of copyright; author could care less.
10/05/97
Added following bit of supposed poetry to the WHAT'S NEW page:
Everyone loves a dead rat,
It never needs to be fed;
It never needs water,
It's dead.
© 1997 Stephen M. Daly (for what it's worth)