Book of Ed: Welcome to the Book of Ed, your stay here should be a religious experience, I assure you. ...probably about Tekken, for now, anyway. I like Japanese, I like food, I like martial arts, I like ponies, I like guns, I like food, I like girls, I like my girlish figure that attracts girls, and I like my lamer friends.

That's the best biography you'll get out of me, coppers! So anyway, there I was, surrounded by beautiful, nubile young girls... wait, has this been done before? I got bullied into being the editor of this fine specimen of a website by a gaggle of artists. Pens can really hurt. I like to write, simply because it's a way for me to use adjectives. I always wanted to write RPG campaigns with my spare time, but I'll get about three missions in and scrap the world for my next, better, powergamin' build. Corp Por, OSI. I had a blast at Otakon, after rubbing anti-inflammatory on my bottom to remove the swelling the prices for admission and parking gave me. I hope the Orioles explode in an iridescent fireball of unparalleled beauty. I would say the high point of Otakon was Saturday night's Karaoke room with Karaoke Kate's rendition of "Voices" from Macross Plus. I had planned to do "The Natural Playboy" from Bust a Move, but time constraints told me to take a hike. I was also able to play one of the better Tekken players around (the guy from Kazuya Mishima.com) and actually get beaten (which is an accomplishment, I assure you). I also got to get scolded by angry, frustrated volunteers who really shouldn't be allowed in public to begin with as well. Did anyone else ask a volunteer for help? I got sick of them and declared jihad on them, myself. Perhaps you guys should check the alternate entrances in MAT3K! Bwahahah! (I came in through an air vent) ...I really am a nice guy, though. You see, I act arrogant and cruel because I was not hugged enough as a child, and because the public education system turned it's wretched, spikÚd back on me.