# Gaming with Friends: The Golden Age of Local Multiplayer The sound of plastic controllers hitting carpet. The distinct crinkle of Doritos bags. The chorus of simultaneous groans and cheers as someone pulls off a last-second blue shell in Mario Kart 64. The smell of pizza getting cold because nobody wants to pause the game to eat it while it’s hot. These aren’t just random sensory memories—they’re the backdrop to some of the most important…
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My wife thinks I’ve lost my mind. Last Saturday, she found me in the garage at 5:30 AM, drinking lukewarm…
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The first time music made me cry, it wasn’t a sad movie score or a heart-wrenching pop ballad—it was the…
The summer of 1989 was defined by two things for me: a horrifically awkward growth spurt that made me look…
I still remember the exact moment I fell in love with point-and-click adventure games. It was 1990, sitting in my…
From the moment I started playing Age of Empire, I was hooked. It offered more than just your standard dose…
There are games you play, games you love, and then there are games that fundamentally alter your relationship with the…
The first time a video game made me cry, I was sixteen years old, sitting cross-legged on my bedroom floor,…
