Marcus Alexander Hart - Editor in Chief and Web's Worst Movie Critic
The most fascinating parts of my life have always centered around the people in my family who I'm not.
Some of you are probably familiar with the Broadway comedies that my Great Uncle Moss Hart penned in the 1930s with George S. Kaufman. It was Granduncle Moss who both inspired me to become a writer, and who put a definitive end to the Hart family's running gag of naming their first born after lichens.
My first real job in the industry came swiftly and easily when my dad's cousin Mary Hart got me a job as a copy editor (AKA "Maltin's fact checking bitch") on Entertainment Tonight. I was quickly terminated from ET for giving purple nurples to John Tesh, but not before learning the golden rule of television newscasting: Big desk = No pants.
After seeing Gary's now infamous online "Nicknames for Me" generator, I knew that television was dead, and the Internet had the potential to offer an equally satisfying pantless journalistic endeavor. Realizing that it would be wiser to team up with the "stubbly bearded cornjob" than to try to work against him, I co-founded misinformer.com with Gary in 1999, and literally haven't spoken to him since.
With an impressive five or six years of art school dollars wasted, I have somehow managed to become the "technical" one here at misinformer. I earn my keep by following two simple rules: #1. If it ain't broke, don't fix it, and #2. It's all broke, every last damn bit of it.
Marcus and I first met during a shared hangover in a little bar and brothel just outside Tabasco, Mexico. We didn't know each other then, or where in the world we were, and it's only by chance we recently discovered we'd even been to Tabasco. Strangely, we found we each had a set of photos of our stay there. Stranger still, we seemed to posess nearly the exact same set of photographs. One Marcus had was of us, passed out in each others' arms while some strange little man pretended to beat on us for candy. It was hysterical. We burned that one.
Fate has since reunited us for the sake of humor. I remember calling Marcus one morning and asking him what was meant by the word "HTML." He responded, so quickly he most surely had premeditated the joke: "Hey That's Marc's Language!" I didn't get it. He continued, "Speakin' of, wanna make a website?!" "No, I wanna know 'what is HTML?'" I replied. He said "Let's make a website, then you'll know." And so we did...
Originally a sort of online penance for our crimes below the US border, misinformer.com has blossomed into the beautiful, redheaded comedy weblounge you see before you. I for love of the words "head" and "staff," became our "Head Staff misinformant," with a minor in "techie." We added in a wide array of talented Mexican designers, and the rest, as they say, is "mistory."
Marcus and Gary first approached me about their project a few years ago. Being slightly skeptical
about the whole idea, I asked them to pass me the shampoo and wait outside the bathroom until I
I've worked with these guys in the past and trusted them for the most part. So I
asked, "What do you need me to do?" Marcus explained that they were creating an innovative new webpage, and that they wanted me to draw pictures of sexy women. "WHAT A GREAT IDEA! What the web could really use is pictures of sexy women."
Oh well, what else have I got to do. I told them that if
they got me a personal assistant, it was a deal.
Mindy Roundabout - Personal Assistant
Hi! My name is Melinda Ann Roundabout and I am from McSherrystown, Pennsylvania. I graduated
from New Oxford High School in 1996 and then I graduated from York College last spring with a degree
I am very excited to be a part of misinformer.com. I think the Internet is the new wave of the
future and I think this will be a great learning experience. Also, I love working with these guys.
They are so funny.
Marcus and Gary are such great writers and SPUNKY (who I went to high school
with - GO COLONIALS!!) draws really well. Ray is so sweet, Trixie's band is awesome, and Timb is so enchanting. Ha ha. :)
The Ubiquitous Timb - Fetish Prince and Musical Anti-Hero
Marcus approached me for the first time at the First Atheist Church back in 1994. I guess he needed something to believe in.
Quicker than a mineral oil enema, my journalistic career took off with a bowel-shaking grumble. You know the kind Iím talking about. The kind that makes you run back to the bathroom the minute you try to sit down at your desk to read misinformer.com.
My specialty is music. I studied style-parody enhancement throughout the 1980s where I was raised on the island of Bovetoya. You may remember me as the creator of Subantarctic New Wave. If it concerns music, especially Antarctic music, you talkiní to me!
I am also misinformerís specialist in extremely offensive material. I own an incredible amount of latex, and as the site's resident bunny fetishist, my embarrassment tolerance level is decidedly incredible. I am immune to all stares, even in the thickest, uncharted regions of Wal*Mart.
It would be a lie to say that it has been my lifelong dream to become a misinformant. It was my lifelong dream to have hot steamy sex with Grace Lee Whitney in 1966, but since it looks like that's not going to work out, I guess the misinformant thing will have to do.
It is my firm belief that in the event that the misinformants are all stranded in a Himalayan plane crash that I will be the first to be eaten. It just doesn't make any sense. I'm not the biggest, and I'm sure as hell not the best tasting, but there's just something about the way the rest of them look at me... it's not right.
Okay, my name is Trixie, and like, this is what I'm all about, dig?
I'm the only one of these west coast poseurs who is like, actually from California. Encino to be exact. Yeah yeah. I know. I swear, the next person who makes some crack about Frank Zappa is gonna get a purple, size-eight glitter boot in the teeth, capisco?