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Deeper and Deeper

It's not much of a secret, but I tend to have some awfully nerdy habits and hobbies. I used to have a standing chess game with a coworker, fercryinoutloud. There's really not much I can do about hiding the fact at that point. If he looks like a nerd and talks like a nerd, he's probably a nerd.

That said, I am not one hundred percent nerdy about everything. Frankly, I'm not even sure that's possible. I'm not sure I could read for hours, play multiple games of chess, watch several hours of science fiction television, AND write a bunch of code in a single day. I still have to eat and sleep, after all. Heck, I have a day job, too. Basically, for all that I am a nerd, there are certain areas of nerd-dom that are foreign to me.

One such area is Dungeons & Dragons. I know what it is in general, but I've never played a single game. I don't know that I have any objections to it, I just never got into the game. I'm guessing a part of it was that I didn't really know anyone who played the game when I was a kid, so it would've been harder for me to seek out people to play with. Regardless of the reasons, though, I just don't play Dungeons and Dragons.

As a result, I haven't had much reason to interact with one of the hallmarks of that game: dice that have more than six sides to them. The only dice I've ever rolled have had six sides to them, during games like Monopoly.

So, it was amusing as all heck to me when the Mild Wife gifted me this:
It has WAY more sides than the ones I'm accustomed to using
Yes, that is a twenty-sided die. Again, that's precisely the sort of thing that gets used for some hardcore nerd hobbies, and the Mild Wife presented it to me. I'm not entirely sure that she knew the implications of the item, since she routinely ribs me about being a nerd. Remember, this is a woman who occasionally points out, in an alarmed manner, that I like Star Trek. In case you're too lazy to click on that link, her exact words included, "Oh Lord ..." (please, take a moment to get the laughter out of your system).

Given that, you have no idea how much glee it gave me that, of all people, the Mild Wife was the one who was pushing me further down the rabbit hole. If you ever see me playing Dungeons & Dragons, you know exactly how it started.

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