There’s something about digging through old game collections that reminds me of sorting through salvage on job sites. Most of what you find is exactly what you’d expect – the usual suspects, the stuff everyone’s seen a thousand times. But every now and then, your hand closes around something that makes you stop and wonder how the hell it ended up buried under all that common junk. That’s what happened when I was going through…
Found Flicky completely by accident in a pawn shop in Wheat Ridge about six years ago, buried under a stack…
I came to the X-Men Genesis game completely backwards, like most of my retro gaming discoveries. My daughter found it…
Walking into that used electronics store in downtown Denver around 2011, I wasn’t looking for anything in particular. Just browsing…
Last weekend I’m wandering through this thrift store in Aurora, mostly killing time before meeting my daughter for lunch, when…
Last weekend I was digging through my game room – well, calling it a game room makes it sound fancy,…
The fog was everywhere. That’s the first thing that hit me when my daughter fired up Turok on her N64…