{"id":9836,"date":"2011-08-12T07:26:45","date_gmt":"2011-08-12T12:26:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/brianjnoggle.com\/blog\/?p=9836"},"modified":"2011-08-12T07:26:45","modified_gmt":"2011-08-12T12:26:45","slug":"im-not-retro-im-a-pack-rat","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/brianjnoggle.com\/blog\/2011\/08\/12\/im-not-retro-im-a-pack-rat\/","title":{"rendered":"I’m Not Retro, I’m A Pack Rat"},"content":{"rendered":"

A friend on Facebook posted a retro comment about wanting to go shopping so her mom could buy her a Trapper Keeper for school, and after I was all about reminding everyone that I was a child of the housing projects who got his first Trapper Keeper secondhand, if you call “from the common metal garbage cans in the alley” secondhand (all right, they weren’t exactly common, as each apartment got two trash cans with the apartment address painted on them–you got me, I’m making this all up!). I never did take that Trapper Keeper to school, as it had last year’s (1981’s) scrawlings from someone else in it.<\/p>\n

But I did get a second one in 1985, which I still have. Of course.<\/p>\n

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Why do I still have it? More importantly, why do I still have it handy and accessible where I could pull it out and photograph it right away to prove my retro<\/strike> packratian awesomeness? <\/p>\n

Because it holds my 26-year-old Dungeons and Dragons stuff:<\/em><\/p>\n

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We got the Dungeons and Dragons Basic set for selling boxes of Christmas Cards to relatives in exchange for prizes through a program we saw on the back of a comic book (Thanks, Captain Olympic!). They’re in there, still, behind a copy of Module B2 The Keep on the Borderlands that we scored at the flea market just up the hill from our trailer park (just a couple years removed from the housing projects, you see–I’ll keep my story straight). Back when they had a flea market at the corner of Delores Drive and Highway 30, before its owner decided it was going to be Plaza 30, built a Bonanza restaurant up there, chased off the flea market, and left it vacantly Will Build To Suit until they put a mobile home dealer up there (consider this my You Know You Grew Up In Murphy When… entry).<\/p>\n

To this day, I still believe the rumor that Bree-Yark means “I surrender” in the Goblin tongue. But I’m easily led.<\/p>\n

Back in those days, I was the Dungeon Master because I was the most creative amongst our cohort, I was the most power-mad amongst us, or maybe just I was the oldest. As such, I created a wide swath of non-player characters, such as a low-level elf named after a local low-end financing-happy consumer electronics and furniture store.<\/p>\n

The furniture store? Schweig-Engel:<\/p>\n

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