Okay. I know I'm a geek. I love RPGs. I've been playing them for half of my life and look forward to playing them for all of the remaining years I have left on this planet. And, if heaven is a place, I suspect I'll be rolling dice in the afterlife. But, every time I sit down at the table, I struggle with the trueness of my devotion to RPGs a.k.a. my "cred."