So today is the actual day.
34 Years playing RPGs.
How have I been celebrating? Haven't really. Today was a work day like any other and I'm only just now relaxing at home and reflecting on what those 34 years mean to me.
Gaming is more than my hobby or even my favorite hobby. It's an outlet for all those creative and artistic elements bubbling around inside my head that, if I was unable to channel them in some way, would otherwise drive me quite mad I'm sure.
Celebrating 34 years of being relatively sane is nothing to sneeze at. In addition, gaming has afforded me some rare opportunities over the years. I have worked in various aspects of the industry, met some famous people who played, been on TV twice and made alot of friends who are my friends to this day, all because of RPGs.
So as I open a Yuengling Bock (a good beer if not my all time favorite*), I say 'cheers' to the all the years that have passed and all the ones to come. On this day I commemorate the best games, the worst games and the games yet to be played.
*That honor goes to either Dixie Blackened Voodoo or Abita Pecan Harvest Ale. I'm a stalwart Northerner with a Southern palate.