Navigating the Real Universe via RNN

You can't get there from here!

Look both ways when crossing a gateway, unless you want to become roadkill!

Where can I get?

Well, you can take a virtual tour through the warped passages of cyberspace known as Roadkills-R-Us.

It's pretty weird. Some people think it's sick. Other people love it. Together, these same people voted in our current crop of politicians, bureaucrats, masters of jack-booted thugs, and other assorted thieves, robbers and murderers. Do you really trust their judgement?

Hopefully not. But if you're feeling adventurous, in the mood to have your brain and stomach turned inside out, then by all means continue. Just don't say we didn't warn you.

But What About That Giraffe?

I like giraffes. I never intended to satirize Nuisances-R-Them[tm], I mean, Toys-R-Us[tm] (at least any more than anyone else), but when they attacked me, I defended myself with the weapons at my disposal - my wit and the Net.

A Klu for the Kluless

This is satire, absurdity, and weirdness that somehow reached critical mass in the brain of Miles O'Neal, and with a little extra newtron excitation (sic) from a few friends and acquaintai, exploded onto the net, leaving a gruesome trail of carnage and laughter.

Nobody is responsible for this mess, except when explicitly indicated to the contrary. Well, maybe the White House (1980-present) bears some of the blame. If you don't like it, feel free to either go away or to tell me. But don't expect me to get too excited. And if you won't tell me why you don't like it, don't even bother. In that case, ``Don't go away mad, little feller. Just go away!''

-Miles O'Neal, late May 1995, somewhere in the Texas hill country northwest of Austin, late at night

Oh, yeah. After you get done wandering around this site, please take a look at its exact opposite: Cat Tales. Well worth a visit!

-Miles O'Neal, late Jan 1996, somewhere in the Texas hill country northwest of Austin, late at night