A last crusade for gaming

I graduate in a month and a half, and I have a plan. Nineteen inches of monitor, an über-video card, latest motherboard, 10-button joystick with throttle and kickback and a host of the latest first person shooters and space fighter sims. It’s a recipe for the greatest of self-imposed exile, and for the first time… Continue reading A last crusade for gaming

Up from the basement

I’m not sure why we never came up for air. Maybe it was a subconscious urge to be as far removed from the surface as humanly possible. All I know is, for any kid growing up playing hockey on Nintendo rather than outside, the basement was their refuge. Like Superman’s icy Fortress of Solitude, it… Continue reading Up from the basement

Of mice and children

Children like three things during their birthdays: pizza, games and animatronic animals. The ’80s and ’90s saw those very ideals become a reality in a sprawling fantasy world of talking mooses, raccoons and mice. In Calgary, the first was Bullwinkle’s. Before the current south Schanks sports bar, there was the talking moose. Bullwinkle’s main attraction… Continue reading Of mice and children