Kotra is shown here unsuccessfully attempting to merge his upper lip with his nose.

As you can see from my picture, I'm a very attractive specimen.

I go by many names, much like Satan. But whereas Satan is an anagram of Santa, my name, kotra C. DeNies, is an anagram of Soaked Cretin. A few of my other handles include: kotramif, Kotramif Slikomif, and Archibald K. Squidhands II. A few people call me Charles for some unknown reason. You can just call me kotra.

I magically and spontaneously burst into existence several miles above San Jose, California, on August 9, 1985. By the time gravity took notice of me, seven years had passed, and I had moved to Norman, Oklahoma. In Oklahoma, I began a long, proud tradition that follows me to this day of starting projects and never finishing them. Six years later, I moved to Portland, Oregon, where I have lived (if you call it living) ever since. My body is currently 7 years old, as I was forced to have a full body transplant after an unfortunate couscous-related accident in 2001. However, what remained of my brain is still 22 years old, and that makes me legal, baby.

For sustenance, I design websites, databases, logos, and other graphics for our new insect overlords. I am also open for freelance work.

Many worthless things occupy my time, and in no particular order, they are: