

I blame my dad for encouraging me to think Star Trek was cool. Now look where I am.
This is a new level. For those who don't know Wes goes to CA 1-2x/year to play Dungeons and Dragons with his King of Geeks friends. I've never been super happy about this, but it's a fight I have yet to win. But now his brother wants to play Magic the Gathering.
It's a card game. Cards that Matt has laminated. Wes has little figurines that I don't know the purpose of. Then there's the special pretty dice and marking stones. Have I put across the picture in your mind of the fat, bearded slob that wears shorts in the winter and lives on Mountain Dew and Hot Pockets yet? I wasn't sure how into it Wes was, but now he's going to a game shop, on a Friday night, to watch/learn more about how to play. They were over here playing the other night so I called my brother and he brought the 4th season of The Office over for us to watch. It helped me feel like I wasn't drowning in lameness.
If anyone out there was trained to save lives, I'm in desperate need of your help!
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I just read about this game on the Internet. I am so sorry, Andrea. Call me and we'll hang out.
I'm just a shakin' this head. You could always move to H-town! Not much help, but an idea!
You know, all I can say is at least he has a hobbie. Hobbies are good, and I'm sure he'd be a grump without it. Sometimes it's hard to understand some of Jotham's "loves," but I just go with it because it puts that smile on the face. :(
I dated a guy that was way into magic. I have even been to this crazy place in Seattle wear they all gather to play and it was where the game was created and such. Disgusting I know. I have sympathy.
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