You know you’ve reached a certain point in your adult life when you catch yourself thinking, “I once spent four hours hunting for a golden banana that served no purpose beyond incrementing a number on a save file.” Yet here I am, a middle-aged man with adult responsibilities, still able to visualize the exact location of every Power Star in Bob-omb Battlefield or the precise path to reach that one frustratingly placed Jiggy in Clanker’s…
Halloween, 1989. While other teenagers were out causing trouble or attending parties, I was hunched in the blue glow of…
I never expected Minecraft to be the thing that would finally help me connect with my nephew Jake. He’s my…
I had this moment recently while playing Horizon Forbidden West where I stopped to watch a sunset. Not a real…
I first encountered Guitar Hero at a Best Buy in 2006. I was there to pick up a replacement power…
I still remember the first time I saw a “3D” game. It was at our local arcade in 1993, and…
I still remember the exact moment I became truly addicted to a video game. It was winter break during my…
I still have them all in a plastic storage bin in my basement—every single video game manual I’ve managed to…
I first encountered Legacy of Kain in the most appropriately gothic way possible—during a thunderstorm that had knocked out the…
My first brush with Daventry came courtesy of my dad, who wasn’t exactly what you’d call a “gamer.” He was…
