Back in the day, (which was a Wednesday if you ask
Dane Cook), I was the odd-man out. As a youth, I was picked on mercilessly. I was what you would call a
Nerd, true story. Loved running around the playground acting out
Star Wars events or playing
Dungeons and Dragons. Middle school was a bitch, and after the umpteenth beating I decided to change. I still remember walking down the gravel road to the mailbox, pissed off as only a 12 year old could be; fuming. And I decided to take responsibility and started to work out. Granted, growing up on a farm and working every day made me wiry and lean, but I wanted freakin' muscles. And after awhile, and puberty, I got stronger and bigger, learned how to fight, and my High School years were a lot better. Not the best, but better. I swear if I ever meet my High School nemesis again it's going to end up bloodily in a knife fight. Fucker.
Which comes to the here and now. I'm not into
Star Wars anymore, and I haven't played AD&D in quite a long time. (Though I did play
World of Warcraft, which is like
AD&D only the game lasts FOREVER.) I like to go to conventions and for the most part, I never gave up weight lifting so I'm muscular and active, and I've gained a confidence that comes with feeling good about yourself. Which means when I go to gaming Conventions I'm once
AGAIN the odd-man out!
I swear I can't win.
However, Dane Cook is one funny bitch.