Ah, it was back in January of 2001 (or so) and I was watching a 3e Play-By-IRC game some of my friends online were playing. After lots of "You should play!" I decided that hey, what the hell, I'll give this D&D thing a shot. They sent me a SRD and I read over it.
I made C. Dekar, a naive NG gnome sorcerer, starting at Lv4. (If you look at my username you'll notice how I came up with his name, but my characters since have had more original names.) The DM let me have a tiny earth elemental as my familiar, and naturally I gave him the name Softy (stats from the
Spellbook). Softy was a small ball of rock with arms and legs, and had a permanent

as his face.
In one of his first battles he almost got killed by a troll because I wasn't quite familiar with the 5' step and full attack rules, though the DM let me move back retroactively. Other memories include:
* Acting nice to a drow because I didn't really understand what drow were (though she was in fact good).
* Playing pranks on Silent, the mute PC monk while resting at an inn to try to cheer him up.
* Mourning the death of Gnome Ann, a woman who he had grown attached to and got killed in a Cloudkill. He vowed vengance on whoever killed her. (Anybody who's played Quest for Glory V: yes, it's a reference to her. The aforementioned drow was named Katrina after the character from QfG4, too.)
* Dusting a wall in the necromancer's lair with Prestidigitation because it was so dusty.
* Impulsively licking the face of the high priestess of Pelor after he was Polymorphed into a dog in battle.
Ah, were good times. He lasted until Lv9 when the DM got burned out and stopped the game. Since then, it's been about four years and my soul has been sucked into this hobby. That's more than I can say for... well, any other hobby I've ever had.