In addition to his regular duties as Production Manager for Suck, T.Jay Fowler is also called upon to unstick frozen browsers, settle niggling copy disputes and pass final judgement on the souls of those foolish enough to enter the Sucklair. Quite an accomplishment for someone without a real first name. T. Jay's also an artist, though you wouldn't know it to look at him. You might, however, guess that he was raised in a cult - and not one of those technocults that are so popular these days, either. T. Jay speaks less than anyone in the office except Terry; some might mistake his laconicism for a temper, but actually he's just vaguely dissatisfied. Who could blame him? He's also from Minnesota. When T. Jay is gone from the office, we miss him. In fact, we miss him already.

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