Well cram my shirt full of snakes and call me "Sneaky!"
Katsucon was a good time. Highlights were Jeff Judo rolling into a pyramid of ramen noodles, the worst burning sensation in my mouth, super gluing hoops to my cheeks in order to become the idol of many young women, staying intoxicated all weekend, starving myself to death waiting for food, hanging out with old buddies, death-destruction and all that jazz. Damn good time. Warning - Phase one. A seed is planted. Phase two. A flower blooms. I fuck your sunshine.
More on this later.