It has literally just come to my attention that a huge member of my childhood, though, not often credited, has passed. I, as many know, play games. I'm a huge gamer. I started with atari and moved to nintendo then to genesis, playstation, etc. Yesterday we lost Satoru Iwata, the man behind Nintendo. His games and systems did help me through many tough times and helped shape who I am. Goodbye Mr. Iwata. Though I never knew you, I feel as though a part of my family has been lost.
A place for my failed projects and musings. Perhaps an insightful review or two. It's really whatever I want it to be at the time.