As a kid I only had a passing interest in Dungeons and Dragons, it was basically a good excuse for congregating with the other geeks in the library at school. Therefore, I never really paid much attention to the occult paranoia that surrounded D & D in the mid 80s and my only memory of it is a vague recollection of an American 60 Minutes report that got a run on our local edition one Sunday night. So it was with great delight that I found the following piece of christian literature via a google search the other day. Continue reading “Who will save your soul?”
Dungeons and Dragons has become a regular part of our routine here in the Dave from Albury Compound. Thursday nights bring a combination of miniature figurines, beer, my Dungeon Master’s screen, beer, half-elves,beer kobolds, beer, and of course polyhedral dice.
There’s no point pretending any more. While at one stage it may have been seen as a devoted wife simply taking a polite interest in her husband’s hobbies, events have moved us beyond that point. It’s time to face the fact that I’m married to a geek.