[ Jared Robertson ]  
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     “Fifteen hundred years ago, everybody knew the earth was the center of the universe. Five hundred years ago, everybody knew the earth was flat. And fifteen minutes ago, you knew that people were alone on this planet. *sigh* Imagine what you’ll know... tomorrow.”
— Agent K, Men in Black


     Like any Web site, this is a work in progress and things may very well be stable, or they may be in an uproar. Things may disappear, they may break, they may swap places, change, offend, inconvenience, frustrate, challenge, and in all other ways, both conceivable and inconceivable, ruin your day. Or they may be arranged in so salubrious an order as to cause you to neglect your doldrum day and lose yourself in exquisite design and presentation, as well as (I hope) matters of content. If you have any questions, please “feel free” to contact me using [CORRESPONDENCE]

     This is a place for the terminally curious to learn about someone with whom they share the planet Earth. If you’re a robot here to collect electronic mail addresses, turn aside now before your circuits overload and you cost your masters a lot of money in repairs.

     [PRIME] is probably the best button to press if you haven’t been here before or if you’re looking for a log of recent updates.


Silence falls in secret halls
And I alone am standing
A desert wind is all that calls
The Fallen to recounting.

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