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And No! Sorry, I can't be buggered setting up a link.

The text in here is all original. The stories will get changed on occasion when I become bored with looking at them. Some pieces are not mine and credit is given. I put them up because they affected me in some way significant. I don't pretend to be a master Critic, I just know what I like. So don't waste your telling me my taste stinks. Thats just your opinion and if it differs from mine then you may as well make use of the hot air some other way ... Go blow up a balloon!

If you want to comment, feel free to hit the Email button... I might even publish it on the site if the comment has merit or a smidgin of style or it cracks me up. If you wanna get down close and personal with the abuse, you can mail that too and I'll keep the crits to myself. ;-)

My Main thing is words so there are no fancy graphics on the story pages to slow down the loading. When you get to the Graphic sig pages tho' you'll have to exhibit a modicum of patience. In other words if the time it takes for them to load makes you wanna look at the ceiling or scratch yer crotch... Deal with it! It'll be worth the wait.

All the Visual art I use is with the permission of the artist except that of Chris Achilleos... (explanation on his page), However the image that greeted you on the first page is, I freely admit, stolen! It belongeth to the Dragon at NEXUS and part of it was, I am told, the opening page to the old Dial-up BBS.

I might insert at this point that BBS's are a mystery to me simply because that sorta thing went on in the Cities. A Country Boy who had no dial-up in his free call area was certainly not going to inject the national debt into his Toll account to play silly door games waiting for a connection. I'm afraid all that I've heard of BBS's tells me there is a disturbing similarity to the Model T and while there are, I suppose, those around that decry the advent of the Electric starter and the wholesale abandonment of the Hand crank the rest of the world has moved on.... Welcome to the World Wide Web!

Anyway... I had been floating around Nexus for some months before it occured to me to have a look in the History bit and lo' and behold who should be staring out at me but me ol' namesake that now guards the entrance to this small corner of the Web. A little minor alteration in "Paint" then convert to a gif and voila!

Yes, I confess to being a thieving bastard, but 'tis only once in a while that you come across an image that seems to embody a lot of ones personality in a simple bitmap. So fuck it, I nicked it. You can hit the Nexus link at the bottom or the one in the Yorick image and reveal all to the Dragon ...But it won't do any good 'cos Jaz at Netalive.org. unwittingly revealed all...Shit happens!! Now it's gonna cost me a few DB Naturals. There was a time when you wouldn't have got me within a mile of the horrible crap (I like my beer with yellow Labels and with a bit of color!) but hanging around the Dragon has meant that I am beginning to find the stuff almost palatable...This I put down to the polluted atmophere on the crowded side of the Bombay hills, killing my taste buds

Anyways on with it. These stories are on here because I don't actually mind you thieving bastards taking them, just so long as you credit me or the author in the header and send me a mail telling me where you're going to use them. If not... well! All the stuff that Hunter does, are described from personal experience, and yes I own a Mercator. My record for Killing, skinning and gutting a sheep is 4 min 20. ..... Be afraid. Jack London was a pussycat by comparison. AND talking about pussycats...I am acquainted with LOADSTAR ....I need say no more!

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