My mom placed the Atari controller in my hands when I was two years old, and soon I was able to figure out how to hook it up myself. As she tells it, I never cried when she left to go places, I'd just kind of wave and keep on playing Space Invaders. The more things change...
It was a couple years after the NES came out that I finally got one as a birthday present, and was so excited! Before that I'd go over to friends houses to play, and was known by many to be a videogame addict. Again, the more things change...
I was gotten a Game Gear for Christmas, and it became a ritual for the next few years that my final Christmas present would be whatever was the latest Sonic game for it.
After that, I began buying my own systems used, though it always took lots of saving up, and generally relied on holidays and birthdays for new games. I got a 32X for X-mas one year (when it was released) because I was so desperate to play Star Wars Arcade, and loved every minute of it. It always acted screwy, it wasn't until last year I found out that it was because it did that with a certain model of the Genesis, which was the one I had.
Now, I spend far more on my habit then I should, and always look forward to new purchases and new games, despite my need to go back and play all that I missed. Truly, there is not enough time in anyone's life to play all that I want to. Even today, a friend of mine who knows how much I love games invited me over so I could hopefully provide some decent challenge to him in Rune Warrior: Viking Warlord (no one else that lives around him will play against him in any of his games, they're all too sick of losing continuously). The final score was 3-2 me. He was frustrated that for my first time ever playing it I kept beating him more then he ever had been before, so he turned to me and said, "The next time I see your mom, I'm going to yell at her for placing that damn Atari controller in your hand!"
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