Endorsements of the Author

"...clearly intelligent, possibly insane, and definitely knows his stuff. He keeps up with things the way only an obsessive-compulsive could. Is he washing his hands this moment? Yes. Is he cataloging the crimes of various political figures he has targeted for grisly fates? Perhaps. Is he laughing maniacally at this moment? Probably. Where do his allegiances lie? What
secret societies is he a member of? Who does his hair? These are questions it is perhaps best not to ask."
-George Edward Purdy

"...All the talent of Marvel Comics, the vision of that Lewis Carroll fella... hamstrung by the drive of a South American tree sloth on qualudes. There are two things you can count on: 1> Eric will get to it when he's properly jazzed, & 2> he will make you laugh like Ruth Buzzy till you excrete your brain with the fury of a thousand novas. A day with Eric is like a day in Disneyland with a case of vodka and an electric fly swatter (110V 50amps), and a liscense to wield it with impunity! That boy's potato's been bakin' too long,, but DAMN, he can sure put the fun in funeral. Yes indeedy fiends & ninjas.. he's more entertaining than extinguishing a sack full of flaming nuns with a pinata stick!"
-Zoltan Laslo Mezaros

"...In real life, Eric is more like Truman Capote, with a little Charles Bukowski, and a little Hello Kitty. He's friendly and hilarious and when I first met Eric I'd heard some weird things about him and his friends and since they all had light eyes I thought they might be in some sort of cult. And then I found out the name of the cult and I think I became a member. When do I get my eyes gouged out? Cthulhu uhluhtC <-palendrome. No wait, take Tom Jones, a little less hair, Dolph Lundgren, and Ford Prefect ..."
-Rio

"Holy Flash Gordon Bat-Man!. no wannabe here...this man is 100% who he is...in the flesh. His beard ALONE is enough to make children run giddy with amusement and flip them selves on their heads like monks in one of his many kung fu flicks...all this in complete syncapation with the sounds of the infamous revolting circus seals, boxed up monkeys with a half drunk, dirty midget cranking broken music out of a weathered box, insane weasels in duct tape who hit wall in a non-descript fashion, and pugs dancing on thier front paws with fez hats on thier heads...that follow in his daily wake. Buddha be praised..."
-Chris Archer