Today at work, after all my work was done, I surfed on over to one of my favorite sites – LoL Cats. The site makes me laugh, and it has something to do with my favorite animals – cats. Laughter is supposed to make you live 8 years longer – or so I’ve heard. Well, as I was scrolling down the page, I came across the picture below. I read it, laughed, and then scratched my head. “Gary Gygax is dead?” I said to myself. “When did that happen?” I typed his name into Google, and sure enough, he passed onto DnD heaven yesterday. This is a really sad joke, and I want to preface it by saying that I was not the one to say it first. I guess he didn’t save verses death. Okay, you can hit me now.

Oh, and if you are just figuring out that I am a dork – don’t worry, I’m not that bad. I game from 1:30 p.m. to around 8:00 p.m. on Saturdays and every other Friday for a few hours. No, I don’t dress up and bring stage weapons for me. That is a level of dork that I can’t bring myself to participate in. Also, I don’t drink Mountain Dew by the gallons, nor do I eat bags of Cheetos as I game the day away.

And with that said, R.I.P Gary Gygax.

Thanks for inventing my Saturday pastime.