Well, 9 friends and myself meet once every 6 weeks around a fire (sometimes on a mountain we call Weathertop), smoke pipes, drink beer, and discuss Tolkien. We read pasages and converse in a fashion much like we do here. We call ourselves The Dead Inklings.
Also sometimes when I'm thinking about Tolkien, or when I get really excited about anything, I say aloud, "Oh Elbereth! Ah Gilthoniel!". Would you believe I always shudder down the spine feeling delighted and courageous?!
Also, my wife told me a few days ago that she is worried about me and thinks I am obsessed.
Oh yeh! One more. One of the guys in our group gave his daughter the middle name Eowyn. I'd say he and I both have it bad! [img]smilies/biggrin.gif[/img]
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