My name is Dana Seilhan. This is my birth name, not my married name (I’m divorced anyway), and as far as I know I am the only one on the planet. It looks like there is also a Dana Seilhanova, probably in Kazakhstan, where for some inexplicable reason there are more Seilhans than anywhere else on the planet except France (the most) and the United States (the second-most) though sometimes, as I’ve pointed out, it has an -ova tacked on the end. I used to wonder if a Seilhan was in Napoleon’s army and then deserted when that marched to Russia, but then I looked at a map and the geography’s all wrong. It is a family mystery I would love to solve.
There’s a town called Seilhan in France, too, which has had Seilhans for mayors from time to time. I hope to visit it someday. It’s in the southwest of the country, almost in the Pyrenees, not far from Toulouse — where I also had some distant relatives living, not sure if I still do now.
Usually on these sorts of homepages people make a big deal about their career. I really don’t have one. Employment was always about paying bills for me, and I’m pretty sure that’s all it will be for the foreseeable future. Nothing I like to do ever makes much money. But I seem to have a magnet for writers, visual artists, and intellectuals, and I am not sure what that says about someone who only has a high school diploma.
As long as we never discuss politics, it works out pretty well.
Oops.
Have a look around. Enjoy your stay. Blah, blah, blah.