This page is dedicated to all those who are driven to go further than the Norweigen three headed walrus can carry them. This page has nothing to do with basketball, Hanson, pictures of my college friends, Jim's strange mood swings (which I suspect is due to his little monthly... well.. you know), 69, the first time I saw Mr Hamilton and almost died of spasmic bursts of laughter, Dirt bike racing, llama farms (though things of that category may soon be added), stereo systems, Jello, Wimbledon, Pot, hellicopters, 4 oz bottles of liquid Drano, or Dinty More beef stew. What I put on this page is MY business and mine only. You will not criticize me, you will not laugh or make fun of anthing contained herein, you WILL NOT SPEAK of Macintosh while in anything associated with my page, and most of all you will grow spill bin dimmy drappy doo hopen Openheimer.