[dc]A[/dc]s I wrote in a recent newsletter, I dug out my old Magic: The Gathering cards, much to my wife Stephanie’s…concern.
Panels two and three are direct quotes from a real exchange between the two of us.¹ I don’t remember where I was ranked, but I was a member of the DCI in the early-late 1990s (see photo below) and thought, for some reason, this would impress Stephanie.
My DCI membership card. Vintage baby.
My memory is a bit hazy, but I know I was in a couple of tournaments (at least), and if those were actually DCI sanctioned or not, I couldn’t say. I keep meaning to see if my old membership number will allow me to dig up any information (which I will probably keep to myself).
I still enjoy playing Magic, but I’m not eager to start buying new cards. I enjoy building decks with the cards I already have (although, I will confess to buying some commons so I could build Stephanie a cat-themed deck so I can teach her to play. Which I still need to do, and she’s not actually reminding me to do so).
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¹ No cats were dropped.
