the computer i bought hurriedly upon my nov. 2000 arrival to the bay area was a basic hp setup, sadly afflicted with windows me. a ghastly, crashy rig. blue screens up the wazoo.
among its myriad charming peculiarities was a propensity for data sent to printer to yield page after page of twaddle.
i discovered, during a household archaeological dig, a small cache of the output hardcopy that’s been stashed away for, oh, hell, four or five years.
anyhow, surprised that i actually had kept this, it seemed the thing to do to at least make some manner of use out of it. hence the following.