You must really like poking around tiny links if you found this page.

In recent weeks, as I’ve tended to my overgrown garden of a blog/web presence after many months away from it, I have been pruning old marginalia that didn’t please me so much in its old formats. This is one such page. In an effort to make this tidier and more pleasing (to me), I give you the following Dungeons & Possums bio (abridged).

I was born in Canada, in the jewel of the Pacific northwest, to parents who were the children of immigrants. My grandparents came over from northern Italy and Belgium. I grew up speaking English as my primary language and then French and Italian to my grandparents; now I only remember food, swear words, and some other stuff. I spent a few years in a terrible frozen prairie as a kid; it was here that I discovered role-playing games. After those years I returned back to the PNW. More recently, I moved to the southern US to be with my wife. After a half-dozen years down here, I became a US citizen and now hold both Canadian and American citizenships.

I have worked in several fields including a stint as an EMT. I have had a great number of hobbies, some lifelong and some not. I have hiked a 14-day section of the Pacific Crest Trail. In 2007 I blew apart my spine in a work accident and briefly paralyzed myself, which necessitated a tremendous amount of rehabilitation and some surgeries to fix. As a result of this, I am permanently partially disabled and suffer pretty severe neuropathy to my legs. I survived cancer, which is a very dramatic way of saying that I had bladder cancer for a year or two beginning in 2012 and now I don’t; the whole thing was honestly treated as fodder for dark jokes and while the solution (look up TURBT) was absolutely dreadful, I feel truly lucky that it wasn’t more difficult.

Most of my beliefs fall on what is apparently the “left” in America, though I don’t think it should be particularly political to want all people to be guaranteed basic rights and freedoms and decency regardless of race, creed, color, or identity. It’s not a radical concept to treat each other with kindness and dignity. Abuse, racism, exclusionary attitudes and generally regressive behavior have no place in a 21st century that is already deeply fraught with challenges and dangers we can only address together. Be good to each other.

This is getting long and silly. Anything else? Ask me!