These days there are more e/n (everything/nothing) sites than the Boy Scouts have child molesters.
It's a great thing, but it's hard to keep track of them all.
And these days as in one year after Stile Project won the Webby Award for Weirdest site, spurring a population boom not seen since horny WWII vets came back from Germany it's necessary to separate the good from the bad.
This week I found a bunch of e/n site reviews, so you can get a taste of what's out there in a genre I sometimes feel PaulKatcher.com fits in. Most of the time I don't, however.
I tell people this site a portal of weirdness and hope they find their visits, above all else, fun and worthy of a return.
Once I felt e/n sites spotlighted the power of individuality. Now, ironically, that individuality has fallen into a stale abyss of poor writing, web cam girls, IM transcripts, blind links, Amazon wish lists, adult site banners, ubiquitous pornography and whoring out for links.
I wish I could link to more e/n sites that I enjoy, but the risk of them hosting a porn banner takes care of 90 percent of them.
Here are some e/n site reviews that may point you in the direction of fun or perhaps the same, tired "I was stoned today and got an e-mail from..." crap:
* Who wouldn't laugh at classic quotes from The Jerk? Here's one that's not listed: "Bring us some FRESH wine no more of this old stuff."
* I'm glad that the Neck Brace Appreciation Klub headquarters are nowhere near my semi-wrecked apartment.
* Read the story and see the video about how a San Francisco surfer got jacked by a power boat when trying to recover Barry Bonds' 500th home run in McCovey's cove outside Pac Bell Park. Greed reigns supreme.
* Suzette Healea is the world's longest-haired bodybuilder. She must be taking the wrong kind of steroids.
* Are you sick of running marathons, only to have your nipples stain blood all over your favorite white shirts? Thanks to NipGuards, you'll never have to bleed to death during a race again.
* Speaking of nipples, the Nipple Project is still alive and well. It's kinda like the Manhattan Project, except it deals with other types of bombs.
* Seeing that ESPN.com posts daily daily betting lines (useful legally to probably 1% of the site's users), I think I'll view the network's exposes on the casualties of illegal sports gambling with a little more of a cynical eye.
* If you happen to accidentally drink some Drano, you'll induce vomiting real quickly by checking out Richard Hatch's gay personal ad.
* Chickboxin' underground It's only a matter of time before these ladies start hawking low-fat grilling machines
* Sick of being told your girlfriend is a butterface? How 'bout we call her a Cleveland Brown?
* While I type in an empty NYC apartment, my high school buddy David Brenner is directing a movie titled Rent Control, starring Melissa Joan Hart and Carmen Electra, among others.
Brenner is making his debut as a writer and director, and I'm an investor in this $1 million project. In the coming months, I'll be plugging the hell out of this movie. I hope you don't mind me posting a few movie promo pics of Carmen Electra.
While we're on the topic of Hollywood, I love how The Smoking Gun busted Ben Affleck for not voting in November 2000 after he shilled for Gore all over the country.
* Breasts enlarged to 40DD without permission. Return Policy: Store credit within seven days and receipt. DOES NOT APPLY TO SILICONE PRODUCTS.
* Free breast implants for some female soldiers. In case of emergency, two floatation devices can be found under your chin.
* Family complains about dead passenger. Now boarding rows 1-15, plus passengers traveling with small children and carcasses.
* Girl killed by grandfather's crocodiles. Everybody play nice nice.
* More free celebrity wallpapers than even you freaks can handle.
* I don't know who Ahmo Hight is, but I'm sure glad there is a tribute site to her. Oh wait, there's two of them.
* Internet model Kristilee was hoping you could take a look at her in skimpy swimsuits.
* Drunk chicks from Happy Drunk.
* Jillian's Word the official site of Jillian Barberie, the token chick on the NFL on FOX pregame show. (Site's more disappointing than Terry Bradshaw's table manners.)
* Hey, who's on the market for a good wife-beater t-shirt? Certainly not feminists who decry the site.