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September 28, 1996. A date that I would remember throughout my life as a red-letter date: The evening that I picked up my most anticipated console since the Super Nintendo, that being the Nintendo 64. I left work early and played it until the dawn's early light.
December 13, 1996. A date that I would remember throughout my life not only as a red-letter date, but later with a kind of nostalgic sadness. It was the day that the Nintendo fanboy inside of me died.
Continue reading The Death of a Nintendo Fanboy
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During the last episode, I once again suffered a humiliating defeat at the endcap of my enemy, the Budget Game Wall. You know that thing, right? No? Well, this endcap (who is a complete jerk, mind you) used to sit on the end of the video game isle at my local toy store, displaying the unloved and unlovable from the NES, both old and new, at an attractive $20 price point. But I wasn’t there on that fated day for game shopping, no. My task was much simpler: get a functioning NES controller, one I ideally wouldn't have to share with my siblings. And since I still had another six months (at least) before my SNES came out of layaway, I needed something help me play Final Fantasy and the string of rentals and loans that would follow. But I had no idea how much a controller would cost, having misplaced my most current Toys 'R Us circular, so I brought all $40 of my lawn-mowing money. My mom gave me a knowing look at this act, but said nothing to stop my action. It was fine, though: This was a utility trip, not an excuse to look at games, okay mom?. There was no reason I was going to need all that cash, right?
Continue reading Budget Wall Chronicles - Double Play
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Once upon a time, the strongest desire of most gamers was to duplicate what they played in the arcade on a home console. In this fashion, one could say that arcades ruled the jungles of electronic video game entertainment. While complete faithfulness to the arcade original was the holy grail, it was certainly not a requirement, though individual interpretation on the quality of the port was certainly debated, especially in the playgrounds and hallways of schools.
Today I submit three more titles for your enjoyment; two I truly love more than the arcade originals, and one that I would rather suffer (another) head injury than play on a home console.
Continue reading But I Like Those Ports: The Sequel!
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Back in the day, I managed to beat the overwhelming majority of the video games I played, but there were a few titles that remained above my humble gaming skills, so playing for completion was a hopeless effort (like smashing your head against a wall). Blaster Master was one of those games. I loved playing Blaster Master, but the ending always seemed unattainable, like the summit of the infamous K2 mountain in winter. Now, just over twenty-five years later, and I feel ready to climb that mountain again. Being older and generally less skilled at gaming than in my youth, do I have a chance to finally beat this notoriously difficult game?
Continue reading Blaster Master - The Savage Mountain
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Once upon a time, the most desired trait of any home console gamer was to play arcade ports. In this fashion, one could say that arcades ruled the jungles of electronic video game entertainment. While complete faithfulness to the arcade original was the holy grail, it was certainly not a requirement, though individual interpretation on the quality of the port was certainly in place, especially in the playgrounds and hallways of schools.
Once upon a time, I was among those that desired the "perfect" arcade port, having been a child in the jungle of electronic entertainment. Yet, as I grew in years, complete faithfulness to the arcade original was only a concern, then less of a concern, then finally of little to no concern. Don't get me wrong, I still love original arcade games, it just so happens that in my mind, certain games have been usurped by certain console ports, so that when someone says, "Remember how awesome xxxxxx game was back in the day?" and I say, "Yes," my mind isn't even remotely in the vicinity of the arcade original. Curiosity piqued yet?
Continue reading But I Like Those Ports!
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