An email I got today:

Hey...

Sorry about this intrusion.

You don't know me but...

I stumbled across your site a couple days ago. I cannot recall what my initial search was about - I think it might have had to do with either drawing techniques - specifically - pencil and chaarcoal drawing - or - how to grow marijuana at home :-)

Anyway - I've gotta tell you that your site is one of the most intersting diversions I've come across on the net in a while.

This is not a criticism but you've got way too many internal links... I wish I could say I had actually read through the site in some comprehensive - even sane manner - but I can't. I wound up clicking on link after link until I was utterly lost. I enjoyed every minute of it.

There is no purpose to this e-mail other than to tip my hat and let you know that someone, somewhere - that someone NOT being affiliated in any manner with BigFun - has enjoyed the obvious care and patience you've put into the site.

I wish I could say I feel closer to you all - that somehow the group and place had endeared itself to me - but alas - I cannot. It's about those links. As much intimate detail as is given and the descriptive nature of the prose - I still know BigFun no better now than before. I do feel a loss though - as if I were a visitor at an interesting and eccentric family's holiday dinner: Only there long enough to know that I wish I were there longer.

I've bookmarked the site and hope to find the time to revisit it at length someday.

I think you write exceptionally well. For all it's worth - I honestly think if you could find a good artist and inker - you'd have a great comic book or animated series on your hands. Perhaps a short story or hell - if there's enough material - even a book. The place is fascinating. Or maybe - it's just a place like any other and your writings of it are what's truly fascinating.

Anyway... Good job....

Thanks for the twisted and odd diversion...

XXX XXXXXXXX Frederick, MD

PS I had never, ever heard of Tussin as a recreational drug. After browsing your site on Sunday night and, experiencing a persistant throat-tickle Monday morning - I walked down to the local drug store and bought a bottle of Tussin. I figured - hey - why not - surely I won't be too impaired to work - right? Wrong! Geez... I only took about two ounces over a three hour period. After lunch, I went to my car for a cat nap - something I do often when I'm tired at work - and, almost two hours later I awoke to an incredible buzz. Not necessarily unpleasant but way too intense to go into work. I spent an hour walking around the garage trying to shake out the cobwebs, another hour in the bathroom until I finally faced my boss, told her I had accidentily taken too much Tussin (tunrs out she'd had a similar experience a few years back and was very understanding) and got the hell out of there. I can hardly remember the one-hour drive home. I fell asleep at 5:30pm and slept until ten o'clock the next morning. I didn't go to work on Tuesday or even today (Wednesady). Not because of the Tussin directly - the buzz is long gone - but the unbelievable weariness that followed. Like a hangover but without the ill-effects. Just damned tired for two and a half days.

I'm trying to decide if I actually liked the buzz or not. I think, ultimately, that I do not. I understand from your web-site that you and your friends do this stuff an a semi-regular basis. How can you function afterwards? Doesn't the stuff wipe you out?

Again - later.... XXX XXXXXXXX

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