When I first moved to Silicon Valley, I found myself overdressed most of the time, and my style of dressing just didn't float well with the very youthful techies who showed up to parties in torn jeans, t-shirts and sneakers.
I love to read. There's no surprise there anymore. I have given up trying to explain it to people who don't understand. Mostly this is because I rarely cross paths anymore with people who aren't avid readers like me.
My husband recently posted this cryptic status on Facebook: "It's a secret to everybody." Through my heart palpitations, I IM'd Paul and demanded to know what it was about. His response? "Dude, it's from Legend of Zelda."
Once upon a time, we weren't Rider and Shiloh Strong. As much as our names already sound made-up, we had fantasy names, too. Rider was Javock -- a half-elf thief. Shiloh was a human cleric named Whiploh.