I think I might spend a tad too much time here.
The other day I drove past a bridge support and saw some grafitti:
OG 4 EVER
Clearly a tribute to our board deity.
Then I realized it was a nod to recent grads, “'06 4 EVER.” :smack:
You know you’re a Doper when…
…you answer every assertation by anyone with a demand for a “Cite?”
…you start composing the Pit thread before you even get clear of the traffic jam.
…you knew something happened 3 hours before it shows up on CNN or FOX, because somebody already started a thread on it.
Hand to Og. A coworker a few weeks ago was going out for lunch and asked if anyone wanted her to pick up anything. After declining I absent-mindedly said “Bring pie.” I don’t even find the joke all that funny. I didn’t bother to quell the stumped looks. That was all I needed to brighten my day.
And you come here for the updates instead of going to <insert your mainstream media source here>.
GT
I was walking by my bosses desk and something caught my eye and I did the classic double take. Did I just see Og referenced on his desk? Is Boss a doper?
Turns out his drink had zero grams of fat, totally not religious soda at all. :smack:
When you watch a program on PBS about a nun who is a international cheese authority and cheese historian and think “I should record this for Qadgop”.
StG
Heh…I see that all the time in the supermarket. All things things labled “0g Fat!”, and all I can think is “Man, he’s gonna kick your ass if you keep calling him that…”
When anything at all happens to you, and you wonder which forum to put it in.
When I burning your dog.
Well? Did you? 
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When you refer to all rants as “pittings,” even if they haven’t been posted on the board. And you get weird looks from your friends who don’t lurk here (I’ve gotten several people addicted to lurking here).
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When you see sheep, you giggle.
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You have a blog tag called “pittings,” and another one called “mudane pointless stuff I must share.”
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Every time you see Jehova’s Witness missionaries, you laugh because you’re thinking of something you saw about them on the SMDB.
~Tasha
When your girlfriend just rolls her eyes at you every time you say, “Someone posted about…” or “There was a thread about that yesterday…” or “I don’t know, but if you let me use the computer for 2 minutes, I’ll post it on The Dope…”
When someone presents some debunked crap as fact, and you begin your reply with “Er. . .actually, no.”
When you see a news headline, and decide not to check the article just yet, because someone will post a Pit thread with better links.
I didn’t sign up for the SDMB until recently, but I’ve read it for a long time.
I finally realized I might be addicted when I had a dream…
There was a charity event going on in the city that I live in, Carrollton. Someone was nice enough to post information about it on the message boards, and I was really excited because I found someone else in Carrollton that reads the boards.
I replied to the message saying I would be there.
Later, another poster accused me of not living in Carrollton, but living in Clarkson instead. This started a small war in the thread, and eventually led to the other poster starting a pit thread about me not knowing where I lived.
That is when I woke up.
When you start way too many sentences with “Well, on the boards…”
When random Doper usernames pop up in your head for no reason at all. I’ll be walking around and suddenly I’ll think …rilchiam? What the hell is a rilchiam? Usually takes a minute or two before I realize it’s just my subconscious burping up one of the names I see over and over and over and over and…
When you have the opportunity to rant in another venue, and you actually take the time to include cites.
Robin
When you have to keep deleting BTW, FWIW, IIRC and other acronyms from you’re work emails, and replace them with the full-length words, because no one there will understand them.
I’ve just started saying, “One of my friends said . . .” because it’s way too complicated (and sounds too lame) to explain to a mundane about this place.