I realized I might have a problem last Saturday at 6:42 AM. I was standing in a stranger’s garage in suburban Detroit, having driven forty minutes in pre-dawn darkness to answer a Craigslist ad for an “old Nintendo with some games.” The homeowner, still in pajama pants and clutching coffee like it contained the elixir of life itself, watched with visible confusion as I meticulously inspected the underside of his childhood NES for signs of…
It was the summer of ’92, and I was stuck indoors during a particularly nasty heatwave that had turned our…
The first time I played Dune II: The Building of a Dynasty, I had no idea I was experiencing the…
The first time I died in Quake multiplayer, I didn’t even see it coming. One moment I was cautiously navigating…
My relationship with SimCity began on a rainy Saturday in 1992 when my dad came home from a garage sale…
The first time I fired the NES Zapper at our wood-paneled Zenith television, I was convinced I was witnessing actual…
It started with a whisper. Scott Thompkins, a quiet kid who sat two rows ahead of me in Ms. Harrington’s…
I first played Alone in the Dark on a sticky summer night in 1993, sitting in my friend Kevin’s basement…
Watching Fallout’s sixth episode last night felt like that moment in Fallout 3 when you first emerge from Vault 101—disorienting,…
The second episode of The Last of Us” continues the pace of the first. Titled Infected, it dives deeper into…
