He who has a thousand friends has not a friend to spare.
Hi. Hello. How are you? Good? Fantastic.
Look. This is weird. Can I get weird? I’m going to get weird.
Welcome to my Want Ad For Friends.
You: A person on this bitch of an Earth.
Me: The weirdest person you’ll ever get to know. Probably.
The rest is details.
Who I Am
Game designer. Thousands of RPG books I swear I’ll get to. I invent problems so I can solve them and then build systems to create new ones. I’ve been wrong about everything at least once. Especially this. Big cryptid energy.
Game Designer
- I own and run TomeSpire Games with my fiancé.
- I’m obsessed with TTRPGs. Even the bad ones. Especially the bad ones.
- But I never actually have time to play them.
- But I will talk about them at length with you.
- This is a threat.
Maker
- I think I took a weekend off once. It was horrible.
- I’m always doing something. There’s a better than even chance I would like to involve you in it.
- 100% chance I’m making something right now, and 0% chance I’ve seen that movie or show.
Being My Friend
I have exactly two modes of communication. Drive-by memes or links and whole-ass essays. There’s no middle ground. You’ll either receive the most unhinged image because it made me think about you or approximately seventeen paragraphs about a cool moth I saw. That’s it, those are the options. Gird your loins.
