Schuyler Erle was born in a small paper bag in Philadelphia, and then again five days later in Baltimore. As a youth, he had to get up every morning two hours before he went to bed in order to walk fifteen miles uphill to school, and then another seventeen miles uphill to get home in the evening. After many years of some nonsense involving Karnaugh maps, a botched attempt at a Red Cross sailing certificate, and the early works of Chomsky, Schuyler was finally and at long last sent packing with something his mentors found at the bottom of a Cracker Jack box.

Later, after a tragic accident that left him nearly completely lacking in common sense, he served brief stints on Phobos and Ganymede with the Space Patrol, before returning to study n-dimensional unicycle frisbee golf at a yak herding collective in Tucson. Somewhere along the line he made the grave error of attempting to implement a full-scale multi-user web application using a combination of shell, awk, and sed, and this resulted in his being permanently banned from the International Order of Free and Accepted Armadillos of Grand Rapids. Schuyler's rehabilitation involved picking up the Camel Book & driving seemingly at random around the continent.

Four years & fifty thousand miles later, we are proud to bring him to you to hack weird Perl and otherwise foment suspect literary and epistemological allusions at the O'Reilly Network.