Ever find yourself on the side of the highway in New Mexico or maybe it was Tulsa, standing in the road being questioned by a 100% percent USDA All-American Policemen with a hat that screams 'LOOK AT ME, I’m Important!’ while he runs down a list of drugs mostly named after dragons, old trees or star signs while you are two hours late to play a show in Texas that helps pay for your hotel and gas because the record label you are apparently signed to couldn't name two of your songs and would gladly sell you for a pack of cigarettes, so you begin to stare off behind the policemen's hat thinking 'What the f*ck am I doing here?' and remember it is all because of some songs you wrote in your bedroom when you had braces and teenage angst from being dumped by a girl for having a pimple on your nose and now you have to answer whether you smoked ’Dragon Slayer 449' which was regulated as a Class A Felony in Arkansas…? Well that is why EDGAR exists.