My name is Richard Cloutier, and this is my cult.
I always wanted to have a cult. Not so I could control people or make them do evil things. Actually, I've got this defect that makes me care about everyone, including people I don't know or don't like. If there was such a thing as a cult that ran around in their pajamas innocently playing the tambourine while handing out flowers to everyone at the airport, I'd definitely belong to it. Of course, wonderful things like that don't exist in our society. If they did, everyone would quit their jobs and put on a bed sheet.
What's the purpose of this website? There are a few.
For one thing, I need to feed my own ego. Everyone who is somebody has their own website. I'd create my own Wikipedia page instead of this, but that's
just vain. I'll stick with a website; one that I have completely created on my own with absolutely no help from anyone who has a clue as to how to do this.
Which brings me to the other purpose of this webpage: I needed to learn how to maintain a webpage for my day job. Easiest way to learn is to make one and run
it for a while.
This webpage contains a little of everything: Blogs, a pointless survey, a hit counter, video from bands I know, and links to things that have meaning to me. I encourage you to check the place out. I've even left a section at the end where you can send me your comments and questions so I can completely ignore them. I'm not trying to say you're not worthy of responding to, don't get me wrong. It's just email is so 1997 and I just don't care that much.
I'm a mack and a poet, impressive, I know it.
Enjoy my webpage.
I always wanted to have a cult. Not so I could control people or make them do evil things. Actually, I've got this defect that makes me care about everyone, including people I don't know or don't like. If there was such a thing as a cult that ran around in their pajamas innocently playing the tambourine while handing out flowers to everyone at the airport, I'd definitely belong to it. Of course, wonderful things like that don't exist in our society. If they did, everyone would quit their jobs and put on a bed sheet.
What's the purpose of this website? There are a few.
For one thing, I need to feed my own ego. Everyone who is somebody has their own website. I'd create my own Wikipedia page instead of this, but that's
just vain. I'll stick with a website; one that I have completely created on my own with absolutely no help from anyone who has a clue as to how to do this.
Which brings me to the other purpose of this webpage: I needed to learn how to maintain a webpage for my day job. Easiest way to learn is to make one and run
it for a while.
This webpage contains a little of everything: Blogs, a pointless survey, a hit counter, video from bands I know, and links to things that have meaning to me. I encourage you to check the place out. I've even left a section at the end where you can send me your comments and questions so I can completely ignore them. I'm not trying to say you're not worthy of responding to, don't get me wrong. It's just email is so 1997 and I just don't care that much.
I'm a mack and a poet, impressive, I know it.
Enjoy my webpage.
