Jessie Johnston
Webmistress/Web Wench/Web Bi...Wolf ;)
Well, this site used to be my 'baby'... until I realized I had
no maternal instinct and was absolutely insane so found some equally
insane types to join in on the fun. ;)
I am supposed to write a silly bio, but I don't like doing those.
So instead you get stuck with quotes from whatever music is on
when I do the latest update of this page. I will think of a prize
or at least a big round of applause for people who actually recognize
these songs ...
"You've really been grand (I thrill when you touch my
... hand)" - Baby it's Cold outside. the Tom Jones &
Cerys version; no imitations please ;) blame the snow for this
one...
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Dana Kotler
dana (photo chick and token jew) was born
in a small village called philadelphia on june 8th, 1978. she
discovered her love for making a spectacle of herself by performing
in small local productions (including her solo debut on the top
of her neighbor's swing-set, at age 7). she attended oberlin college,
further pursuing her interests in dance, biology, and boys. it
was at oberlin that she decided to take up the study of large
stringed instruments... and boys. she is currently an instructor
of the pilates method, and has rock-hard abs. turn-ons include: cheesecake, mel brooks movies, purcell, and accordions (or
purcell played on accordions).
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Lisa Peterson
Bio coming soon ...
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Christina
Bradley (Quink)
Bio coming
soon ...
( editor's
note - Quink, you're not an ugly little troll so :P. And Chip,
if you're reading this ... the
greetings are on this page. Enjoy.)
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Natalie
Mayer
Nattie (Pick-Axe and Staff Bio Editor) has an unhealthy
obsession with Sir Edward Elgar, invoking him whenever she doesn't
know the answer to a pub quiz question (which makes one wonder what
will happen if they ever ask who composed "The Dream of Gerontius"),
and is also a member of the Mel Brooks Re-enactment Society. She
lives in a cute little house somewhere in West Anglia with her cute
little husband, and her hobbies include reading, cookery, and recreational
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