Doctor Memory, I Presume?

Oh dear, you seem to have stumbled across my old (and I mean old -- circa 1998 or so) homepage. Unless you're in the grips of a serious nostalgia fit or really enjoy bad web design, you probably want to be here instead.

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Blah. Blah. Blah. I talk, you listen: the inevitable blog.	The Gallery My snapshots, inflicted on the world.
My Minions Are Everywhere Be afraid. Be very afraid.	Points of Departure The inevitable outdated list of hotlinks.
Who Am Us, anyways? You're wondering, you may as well know.	Hear me on NPR! My 15 seconds of the dot-coms' 15 minutes.
Ph33r my el33t W3bc4m! As if the weblog weren't typical enough.	Email for Mehls A public service project for a very small population.
My PGP (2.6.2/RSA) public key. Calibrate Paranoia Appropriately	Buy me presents Can't hurt to ask, right?

And when love is gone there's always justice.
    And when justice is gone, there's always force.
  And when force is gone, there's always mom.
    (Hi, Mom!)             - Laurie Anderson

Nathan J. Mehl (memory@blank.org)