I met Warner when he came to work at Quest Interactive Media (see below). Warner is currently living in Memphis with his esteemed companion, Hazel. His online presence is here and here (and used to be here).
<<< Warner Joins Quest
Warner was the second unfortunate
bastard to be hired by Quest. During the interview he forcefully demonstrated
his ardent enthusiasm for the company, as this transcript demonstrates:
Q: So, you want to work for Quest?
A: Yeah... I think so...Q: Why?
A: I dunno... It seems like a good idea...Q: What skills do you have?
A: I can do some stuff... Like web pages... maybe...
Even with this rousing display of unfounded loyalty, the powers that be at Quest weren't keen on hiring Warner right away. Warner was able to force the issue by paying two underage transvestites to pose for an incriminating photograph. >>>
<<< Warner Dreams of Being a Rock Star
Besides Scott, Warner was musically inclined, too. When he was asked
to list the instruments he could play he came up with washboard, trash can,
spoons, electric mixer, and banjo.
Warner secretly harbored a desire to be a glamorous rock star in the tradition of Jimmi Hendrix, Jim Morrison, and Pope John Paul IV. He wanted to be the front man for a progressive band that would support him playing a 32 foot long nuclear powered banjo. He figured it would take at least 17 band members to hold it up while he played it.
Warner assiduously practiced the life of the rock star in private. He
would shoot up with sterile water and sit around his apartment saying, "That's
bullshit, man." He is still waiting for his big break. >>>
here is something I hope is doing no evil.
there could be more of them