I was addicted to the first version of Super Mario Brothers (on the original Nintendo system — circa 1985). I had Super Mario dreams. I had Super Mario game controller repetitive stress aches in my hands and forearms. Months went by. I saved the princess. I only played the game a handful of times after that.
Super Mario 2 was weird. I made a half-hearted attempt to enjoy this game, but I was ultimately disappointed with it. Super Mario 3 was a new addiction. I don’t think I ever saved the princess, but I tried for months on end.
PGA Tour Golf was my next game obsession. It permitted up to 4 players and no one player monopolized big chunks of time. This was a better fit for my social life at the time, which usually consisted of the same half-dozen friends sitting around getting drunk and/or stoned about 5 or 6 nights every week.
Fast forward 10 years, and I haven’t played a video game in longer than I can remember. I sold the my Sega system about 6 years ago at a yard sale. I played Myst and Riven with Marlin a few times over the years, but I was never bitten by the gamer bug during those adventures.
So at the risk of getting sucked into another game, I’m contemplating the purchase of Wes Craven’s Undying. It sounds like an intriguing mix of action, adventure and problem solving. And I’ve got a new laptop with vacation travel fast approaching. Hmmmm. [link via the newish blueish Lots of Co.]