"...and he stands, guarding the entrance to the Shrine like a Cerberus..."   Welcome to my slice of Cyberia. I think it is an unwritten rule that all People of Technology (PoT) have a homepage. I have surfed through many of them, bouncing about their "My Favorites" links. From Playboy to Pentium schematics, I have spanned the globe leaving only ghostly electronic impressions in the vast network of time and space. I've been in search of something, of that I'm certain. What I've been in search of, I do not know. Perhaps it is that certain Something that drives people to press their collective (computational) ear against the sky to listen for signs of intelligent life on other worlds. Perhaps it is Something Else.   In any event, this is my electronic message in a bottle, cast out to the virtual sea.