Keith was, of course, right to point this out a few days ago, but I always knew there was something it reminded me of, and now I remember: this ode to Paul's Boutique, which while lacking the badly-translated charm of the Billy Joel thing is still one of the earliest milestones to obsessive fandom on the Net that I'm aware of. I remember poring over it at my ex-girlfriend Amie's apartment--she was a U of MN student and had free Net access; I was a poor nightclub employee who spent a lot of time at her place on the computer--back in '98 or so, which isn't so early for the Internet really but I'd been hearing about it for something like two or three years at that point. Nice to recall a classic every so often, though.