In 1989, Bart Everson, B, was busted while streaking across the Indiana campus and had to fulfill his sentence by performing community service in the form of video production work.

He learned his way around the video editing console, and now it's his job to put the pieces of Rox together each week into a finished show. He is also Rox "resident pseudo-intellectual bullshit artist." And hey, like he says, "it beats the hell of out telemarketing," which (barely) keeps him busy in un-Roxxy moments.

You can pick his brain at B@rox.com.

Worst Web site you've ever seen?

B1FF#S K3WL H0M3 PAG3!!! [produced, incidentally, by Desires contributor Clay Shirky]

But Biff must not be doing his homework. I've been keeping my eye on him for a few months now. Hurry and take a look at this while it's still up -- I sense impending doom for this page.

P.S. Did I mention that i write a websurf column?

Once you've grown bored of bud, what's the next step?

After the big media splash our pot-smoking TV special made in the spring of '94, we could have jumped on the marijuana bandwagon. Maybe if we had we'd be the new Cheech and Chong today. But we made a conscious decision at that time that we did NOT want to be the next Cheech and Chong. We did NOT want to be pegged as the "marijuana guys." And I think our track record backs that up. Yeah, I still smoke, maybe once or twice a week. It's not an overwhelming force in my life. And as you may know, I'm now against legalization. So to answer your question: I don't think I'll ever be bored with bud. But ROX is not a show about bud. It's a show made by some people who like bud and aren't afraid to say it, but who also have many other interests, such as beer, politics, garlic, avant garde radio theater, love, religion, economics, etc. We've made shows about all these things.

Typical day for the Roxers?

Get up before 7 a.m., walk thru blistering cold to bus stop (wrecked my car two months ago), ride bus full of cool retarded people to my place of employ: DialAmerica Marketing. Spend 5.5 hours TELEMARKETING. Afterward, go to Daisybrain Media Center and Fine Arts Gallery and deal with video or other show stuff. Stop by Post Office and mail a tape off to somebody. Go home and eat junk food with my loved one. Watch a video or go out and party. Sleep.

Any other deep thoughts?

Yeah. Those "Question Authority" bumperstickers are really way too mild. Don't question authority. Tell authority it's full of shit and smack it in the face. That's my philosophy, and it's the philosophy that's made ROX what it is today.

AUDIO: B says,"Burn, Teddy, Burn" (174k WAV / 173k AU)