I started submitting sites thinking I would never end up with any accepted, a delusion reinforced by my not knowing about the backlog. I stuck to it and kept submitting site after site, determined to make it. Months later, when one of my first sites went up, I was deliriously happy. Then more and more of my sites were accepted, and, once the website was changed to keep track of such things, I was astounded to watch myself climb to #1 Friend of Evil.

In mid-2001, I had more accepted sites than editor in chief and original Friend of Evil kthor. Shortly afterwards, I broke 1,000 in submitted sites.

What can I say? I read quickly, do a lot of unrelated searches and save my bizarre dead ends for later review and submission. I also write (if I may say so) decent descríptions, putting my otherwise-worthless B.A. in English to good use.

My dreams came true in late 2001, when kthor invested me into the Mysteries of PoE as the newest editor after JSP. (He made it in on good looks wit and eloquence; I qualified via sheer volume and a dedication to writing objective, informative descríptions.) Now I work at my horrible day job and keep my other site updated, but my black little heart belongs to PoE.

I can play the ukulele, bake pies and cookies, breathe and eat fire, read Old English, change a tire, spout H.P. Lovecraft trivia, embroider freehand and cross-stitch, drive a nail into my nose, knowledgeably discuss various RPG systems, sing the hits of Devo, drive a stick shift, beat Wolfenstein 3-d in 20 minutes, befriend a strange cat, make lye soap, perform CPR and write the occasional song. Specialization is for insects.