Let me ask you: how do you send condolences to the high school nerd herd whose idol has passed on?
Dave Arneson was a co-creator of Dungeons and Dragons (yeah, thanks Dave) and he recently lost his battle with cancer.
In high school, right when I was on that transition fence from public school geek king to high school lemming, I had to make a choice because you simply can't be both. So, In the 9th, my PS friends were all about the D&D and I was hanging out with all the pretty girls, the cool kids and the Skids (that was our name for the bangers who hung out in the smoking pit all day).
I went to two D&D nights with my friends. The first one was pretty boring until one of my crushes pretended to buttfuck me. I hurried home and molested myself while the memory was still fresh..
The next time, he pretended to buttfuck someone else. This betrayal allowed me to focus on the game and when I did, I realized...this is some stupid shit! I cast a spell against myself (as if I didn't know better), someone killed me, and I never had to play again.
So regardless of what my friends were into, I knew what was important.
Buttsex. And the football team.
Oh, and I'm sorry your guy died.