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Had fun at Ragtime last night. Rumour has it that certain people want to hear me compare The Who concert to Ragtime...sorry, you're out of luck. Unless Allison's willing to do it, of course. :-} Inkspot was reviewed on p46 of the first issue of Web Guide Magazine. I saw the magazine in a magazine store last night with Allison and was mocking it, wondering who would shell out 8 bucks for yet another internet "website" magazine. That was, of course, before I realized I was mentioned in it <:-). By the way, here's the bio of Scott Edersheim, the other guy maintaining the Ookla The Mok (non-) Official Fan Club Page (these guys sound like way too much fun):

    I'm not certain what a Bio should entail, so I'll keep it brief (truth is
    that my life is so interesting that it could easily fill half a page or
    even more)

    Paul Edersheim paced anxiously within the small confines of the waiting
    room at Genesee Community Hospital while, deep within one of the dark and
    forboding birthing rooms, his wife, Shariee, shrieked and carried on like a
    rabid banshee. This was the third day of the eighth month of the year
    1966. 'Twas in the wee hours of the morn when the young and dashing Paul
    heard a shrill cry (that was me, eh) pierce the tense air

    I was born in Rochester, NY. When I was but a wee lad the family moved to
    a Chicago suburb, then back to Rochester, then to Pickerington, a suburb of
    Columbus, Ohio, where I was first introduced to the awesome might of the
    Ohio State Buckeyes. After but a year, I was seven, we moved to a small
    village 40 miles northeast of London, England. After 5 fun filled and
    carefree years, we moved back to the Rochester area where I suffered for 5
    long dull years. Upon graduation from a small and utterly meaningless high
    school, I entered The Ohio State University so that I could witness for
    myself the awesome might of the Buckeyes, and get a degree in Criminology
    and Criminal Justice. While attending that fine academic institution, I
    was forced to take a class in spanish. I quickly learned that I have no
    affinity whatsoever for foreign language. Fortunately, and just as
    quickly, I learned that the cute little gal sitting next to me did. I
    passed spanish, married the cute gal, graduated, and did a 3 1/2 stint as a
    private investigator.

    I now work in a totally useless and thankless capacity for the State of
    Ohio. Two years ago, while attending my first MARCON, I stumbled upon a
    filk concert being performed by some band named for a chewbacca like ripoff
    who accompanied Thundarr the Barbarian and Ariel the Sorceress on various
    animated adventures. I now spend my time as co-maintainer of a cool web
    site dedicated to that same band, and collaborating on a fantasy fiction
    novel with the same co-maintainer, Ed Wright. I am also still very happily
    married to my spanish tutor, Paula.

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