This not a go at any journalist or anything of the sort, this post is basically why video games mean a lot to me and thread the needle around my sweater of life.
When I hear news stories about past big events, you often hear journalists going on about “where were you when it happened?” to random pedestrians on the street to earn a living, and probably you hear them reply back with “off done the pub” if they tried to get a response from someone in Glasgow... My point being is that when something big happens in my life, I will always remember it thanks to video games.

Video games have been the backbone of my life, it's my passion, it's my hobby, it will be my eventual full-time job if I can help it. Why? Because video games don't cause you pain, they don't cause you agony, they may cause you frustration and the occasional crying from it because it's a nightmare (aka Ninja Gaiden), where as in the real world you lose loved ones, or move house, or go through a major operation for example and that pain can't easily go away. With video games though I forget about everything, much in the same way as having Sex to remove stress (and yes I'm familiar with it thanks!)

On the very day of my birthday I received a brand new N64 many moons ago, but just as I'm about to hit the driveway, carrying my N64 in hand, the police were waiting, with bad news about a family member passing away. I remember hooking that N64 in my room, playing Mario Party by myself to distract my attentions as my parents tried to cope. Yes I was young, but it was the best medicine for me. I remember travelling down South with my newly found mate, hooking it up to my deceased family members old black and white TV and playing Mario Party all week. It made no difference to me if my friend was colour blind, I could still tell who Mario was, what were coins, who bowser was, it didn't matter.

When I look through my gaming collection, just looking at a particular game brings back a vivid memory. Like Rainbow Six 3, killing people on Live TV on Gamerweb, or playing against Guru Larry for the first time on Wrestlemania 21, or how about playing with my school mates on Turok's Rage Wars in my parent's bedroom with a 12 inch screen on split-screen no less? I don't sell my games because the value of nostalgia is priceless.
Memories define us as people, define our emotions, our step forward in life by looking at the past, and with out video games my life would be incredibly dull and forgotten about. So next time you look in the attic and see that old Alex Kidd game in a box upstairs, think to yourself...
What a great childhood that was.