I, the Fibber, hate email almost as much as finding a hedgehog in my bed. Still, it is inevitable that some irate reader will feel the need to vent at some of what is on display in this little corner of the Internet. Far be it from me to censor any of your musings or deny you the chance to reach the object of your venomous keyboard . So, if you absolutely must contact me for one reason or another do so by clicking on the following words : By clicking here I'm sending you my Visa number and give you the right to rename my dog.
(Please note that the chances of getting a reply are only slightly better than me becoming a trappist monk)

A word about unsolicited contributions....

In this day and age, when even mildly concussed corpses in the state of rigor mortis have managed to put up their own web site (see the Communist party of Canada's pages for example), it never ceases to astound me that people have the courage to send their musings to incompetent editors such as myself. Still, if you have the fortitude to deal with silent rejection , feel free to send your stuff along. As this is a brand new undertaking, no policy (see paragraph 4.2 subsection 84) on outsourcing has been established. Make sure to send a stamped envelope to the following address , and be assured that their is only a fraction of a chance that a reply is forthcoming.

Portrait of the Fibber as a dirty young man