Nerd, freak, genius? We report, you decide. Don't get me wrong, I put in some serious time on the Etch-a-Sketch in my day. In fact, I was considered one of the best staircase artists of my day. This however, takes it to another world entirely.

Race, the guy who sent the email, gave no story, so let's put on our Sherlock Holmes hat and decide what created this fate. First clue, this took a lot of free time. Second clue, in the day and age of the Wii (let's call it the Wiillennium), nobody ever has this much free time. Last clue, the Etch-a-Sketch is pretty low on the list of things to fill free time.

So... Obviously he sold all of his possessions to fund a Wii binge that would last for an interminable time period. After stocking his apartment with toilet paper and survival food he settled in for fun. Sadly, he then threw his Wiimote through his TV. Now broke he only had enough money to purchase a used Etch-A-Sketch and he thusly immortalized his pain for us all to see.

Can there be a simpler explanation? I submit that there can not.