The NeedI think there's something wrong with me.
Yeah, yeah. You figured that out a looooong time ago.
I was going through my video game collection yesterday when I came to an interesting discovery: I've got games I've never even played.
That might not sound like a startling development to you. The fact that you're even reading this suggests a high probability that you're a gamer as well. Most gamers have a backlog of games they've either never finished or never even started.
That's fine with me. It always provides me with an option should I ever be overcome with crippling boredom.
I can just browse through my collection and find something new to play.
That's always good.
No, my discovery was interesting for an entire other reason: even though I have all of these games I have yet to play, I am still constantly searching out new games.
I just can't get enough.
For any of my consoles, I have several I have yet to play and yet, I'm scrounging around for wii points like a meth addict trying to find nickels.
I know I don't need them. I know I have a million other things to play.
But I still want them.
You know, if you'd asked me six months ago about old Nintendo games, I'd have said "meh" and gone back to my drinking.
Now, I sit and stare at the virtual console longing for games I had even forgot existed.
I want them.
I need them.
One of my readers sent me a VC game recently. Bubble Bobble.
I hadn't thought about Bubble Bobble in years.
Many, many years.
And yet, when the message popped up, it felt like Christmas morning. I jumped on that game like a fat kid on a cupcake.
Bubble freakin' Bobble.
My living room has at least ten games I've never played sitting on shelves collecting dust.
And yet, receiving that game made my entire day.
I think there's something about gamers. I think we just like having them there. We like the option of picking them up whenever we feel like it.
Hey, I'm in the mood for a shooter. Let's crack that one open.
Oh, platformer mood. Got a few of those ready to go.
Part of me knows I might never play them. But I just feel good knowing they're there.
I always have something to play.
Still, part of me always wants more. Part of me is always looking for the new and the better.
Can you honestly tell me walking through a Gamestop or an EBGames doesn't make you feel a little warmer inside?
Doesn't all that potential just scream at you from every box?
I walk through a games store like a starving man at a buffet.
I scroll through the virtual console like it's porn.
[GM]Dave>> What am I in the mood for today?
[GM]Dave>> Oh, this one is just in from Japan.
[GM]Dave>> Daddy like.
Susan>> Why aren't you wearing any pants?
Okay... That kind of went to a weird place, but I think you get my point.
I think part of loving games is loving GETTING games.
You can talk all you want about graphics and lasting appeal, but part of you secretly loves the feel of a new game in your hand more than anything.
Part of me doesn't even want to play those games I have. Not because I don't think they'd be good. I'm actually certain that many of them would be great.
Part of me doesn't want to play them because when they've all been played, then that feeling will be gone.
Is that crazy?
But I have a feeling you guys know what I'm talking about.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go get my Bubble Bobble on.