Here is a blast from the past for me. For a time I carried a full set of these with me at all times. Ever give yourself a Charley Horse with an eight sided die? Pretty much sucks.

An eight sided polygon is an octagon, by the way. Make sense, I guess. A four sided is a tetragon, a six sided is a hexagon, a 10 sided is a decagon, a 12 sided a dodecagon, and a 20 sided is an icosagon. Learn something new every day.

Somehow in spite of having no money I managed to collect a huge bag of dice. My friends, who inevitably had more money than I, would give me their old, cruddy dice. This meant I had the dice that looked like they had been chewed on by a dog (I hope) and/or run over by a car a few times.

Weird. I think I just realized I spent most of high school suffering from dice envy, among other things.

By the way, attempting to divine things though the use of dice is called cleromancy. Apparently it is a Wiccan practice. There is a girl who works at the local pub where my friends and I eat after playing Warhammer who is Wiccan that I am totally in love with. She has a boyfriend, of course.

When I was evolving away from my punk rock days I replaced the three fish hooks I had for earrings (no joke) with regular gauge jewelery. I figured out I could replace the bead on my largest gauge ring with a single six sided die and have it look pretty cool, or so I thought. Here is a web site that sells some dice jewelry that appears to be cooler, better made, and more hygienic that the stuff I used to wear.