My Day
Posted: Sun Sep 29, 2013 6:44 pm
Today I went to my favourite room with my favourite die.
I sat down. I needed a six, but it kept rolling in ones, twos, threes, fours and fives. I quickly got agitated. What a disaster this day was turning into! I needed a six. My rolling of the die became more agitated. More vigorous. Surely the powerful wrist action of my right hand could save the day. Oh bloopin' 'eck! More ones. And twos. And threes. And I think there were some fours and fives.
Vexed and impatient I angrily scratched my itchy scalp. A few flakes of dandruff landed sorrowfully onto the table and I swept them away with a hostile flourish, leaving a thin veil of dust that I vowed to clean up at some point.
It was my final roll. I was practically on the verge of insanity and was close to stomping very hard on the die and maybe tipping over an empty coffee cup, such was my fury and rage that number six was absent.
So no pressure when suddenly...SIX!
Get the f@@k in there sporty-horty-hort FANS! Unfortunately my phone had run out of battery, so I had no means of recording this momentous occasion. However, you won't believe the next bit, I thought I should go for some more rolls, see what the die was up to. I mean it could be sixing now, in fact, I was pretty sure it was sixing.
I texted Glendale to check. He had said that if the die was moving slightly quicker through time and space that it was sixing and that I should throw it in the middle of the room, as down the sides was where the blag sixing occurs.
Next roll...SIX! I was on fire. The day was turning around. I won't bore you with all the details, but in the next 42 rolls, I had no less than seven sixes. A sure fire sign that the die was hot and hitting the six area.
I left the room ecstatic and to celebrate took the missus out for a slap up fish and chip supper. I've decided to start a diary of my die rolling sessions to see how it goes. I reckon I get more sixes than most people and I know some people who are really serious and successful about getting sixes. This one guy stated really young, he was known as a sixer when he was in the cub scouts! I think now he can roll no other number if he really focuses.
Anyway it's great to be on the board and I hope other die hard die enthusiasts will pipe up now.
I sat down. I needed a six, but it kept rolling in ones, twos, threes, fours and fives. I quickly got agitated. What a disaster this day was turning into! I needed a six. My rolling of the die became more agitated. More vigorous. Surely the powerful wrist action of my right hand could save the day. Oh bloopin' 'eck! More ones. And twos. And threes. And I think there were some fours and fives.
Vexed and impatient I angrily scratched my itchy scalp. A few flakes of dandruff landed sorrowfully onto the table and I swept them away with a hostile flourish, leaving a thin veil of dust that I vowed to clean up at some point.
It was my final roll. I was practically on the verge of insanity and was close to stomping very hard on the die and maybe tipping over an empty coffee cup, such was my fury and rage that number six was absent.
So no pressure when suddenly...SIX!
Get the f@@k in there sporty-horty-hort FANS! Unfortunately my phone had run out of battery, so I had no means of recording this momentous occasion. However, you won't believe the next bit, I thought I should go for some more rolls, see what the die was up to. I mean it could be sixing now, in fact, I was pretty sure it was sixing.
I texted Glendale to check. He had said that if the die was moving slightly quicker through time and space that it was sixing and that I should throw it in the middle of the room, as down the sides was where the blag sixing occurs.
Next roll...SIX! I was on fire. The day was turning around. I won't bore you with all the details, but in the next 42 rolls, I had no less than seven sixes. A sure fire sign that the die was hot and hitting the six area.
I left the room ecstatic and to celebrate took the missus out for a slap up fish and chip supper. I've decided to start a diary of my die rolling sessions to see how it goes. I reckon I get more sixes than most people and I know some people who are really serious and successful about getting sixes. This one guy stated really young, he was known as a sixer when he was in the cub scouts! I think now he can roll no other number if he really focuses.
Anyway it's great to be on the board and I hope other die hard die enthusiasts will pipe up now.