Who Am I?  Jo Miller, using phrases unprintable under current law, refused all requests to write a letter of introduction for this page. However, a curious accident involving a Windows 95 bug and a freeware Jewish Calendar program caused the following biosketch to fall through a tiny perforation in the space-time continuum. As far as we can tell, it was (will be?) written in the year 2066 or so by a young scholar whose first book Ms. Miller had once had occasion to review. We at DataRealm thought the fragment informative enough to include here:   "Jo Miller is a curmudgeonly old bastard who, when she is not feeding her forty-seven cats or correcting stolen copies of the Gannett New York Times with red ink, spends most of her time in the garden wearing a filthy, floppy sun-hat and deliberately frightening neighborhood children by barking obscenities and waving her arms about. The last surviving member of her university class, she has become its secretary by default and takes keen, cackling delight in filling the alumni magazine with long, rambling, and nauseatingly explicit tales about the state of her colon. She is past one hundred years old, from the look of her, and gleefully anticipates "outliving the last of the baby-boomers' obnoxious, overindulged spawn." Any rumors regarding her underlying benevolence or other redeeming human qualities should be viewed with deep suspicion."   [Home] [About Me] [Guide] [Links] [Writings] [Pictures] [Scholarship] [Quotations] [Guestbook] [Writing Seminar] [Islam] Copyright © 1996, 1997 Jo Miller djm8@cornell.edu(nospam)