As much of a Nintendo fan as I’ve always been, I haven’t exactly been an early adopter. It took two or three years for the NES (complete with Mario and Duck Hunt) to find my living room. The SNES had a similar wait. I purchased the Nintendo 64 thirty months after its initial release, and though the wait for a Gamecube was less, I only officially bought 50% of one, sharing my ownership with a gamer of a higher caliber (and I only bought half to motivate him to buy one so I could play Smash Brothers.)
The Game Boy was the exception. Whether it was pity or a secret Lotto jackpot or just all the trips to the doctor (not for me) that involved long waiting room visits, my parents bought me Nintendo’s handheld right after it came out. Mario Land! Ninja Turtles! Metroid! Yoshi!
Hellboy II: The Golden Army divx
TETRIS!
I soooo loved that game. Over the early nineties I racked up a scary amount of hours (days?) on it, once achieving over 200 lines on the “A” game. Still playing it in 2000, I bought a Game Boy Color (with Pikachu!) to make the experience sleeker. When that broke, I moved back to the bulky original, only to have the battery part pop (read: minor explosion) and render the device useless.
Egads! No more Tetris!
Relief was found in December when I purched a Nintendo DS bundled with Mario Kart. Along with that addictive, WiFi-enabled masterpiece, I picked up a copy of Tetris Worlds for Game Boy Advance, since the DS can play the older generation games. My Tetris lust was renewed.
Now, today, it is ignited further. Now, today, I have Tetris DS.
Blue Collar ipod WITH WIFI.
Now my Tetris is pimpin’ all over the world (if I can make myself sound dorkier and whiter for a minute, I crib that not from Ludacris, but from Jim Cramer.) Nintendo, one million thank yous.
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2006 MLB Predictions, complete with city of origin (World Series era – no nineteenth century.)