I’ve been playing video games for as long as I can remember, and they’re a huge part of my life. Maybe too big of a part of my life, in fact. I remember playing this baseball game on the original Gameboy with my friend Nick, who’s my mom’s best friend’s son. He and I were both around the age of three or four and we thought it was super cool even though we didn’t know how to play. When it was time to leave, I was super upset because I was fascinated with the game. Nick’s dad worked for Microsoft until they recently laid him off. They couldn’t find any jobs, so they had to move down to Las Vegas. Once he was there, he approached and old friend and now he’s working at a successful las vegas special use permit business.
The first video game that was truly mine was the Gameboy Advance that my grandparents bought for me when I was six. I still have it to this day, and I still enjoy the games just the same. It’s weird to think that the games lasted for 11 years, because most newer consoles are only designed to have a short lifespan. They got the Gameboys from a flea market with a little tupperware dish full of games, and there’s about 20 of them now that I’ve purchased a few more and added them to the collection. Naomi got one too, and our favorite game to play originally was Pokemon.
I had Red and she had Blue, and if we had the proper link cable (which we didn’t) then we could have battled with each other and traded. They actually have more than a few GBA emulator apps that you can download for your phone, and you can just find ROMs online for free so there’s no reason to go out and buy a new Gameboy Advance or games for it. I just enjoy the existing one, because of the nostalgia tied to all the games I have for it. When I was 7 or 8, my uncle got me a Gamecube for Christmas. It was my first actual console, even though it was a Nintendo product so I could only really play family and kid games.