(It’s Short-Term Memory Week, a celebration of earlier Multiplayer posts with full-sized updates. Today: remember… February 2nd?)
It was winter. It was cold. And I was ready to reveal one of my most stubbornly held gaming idiosyncrasies:
For the last few years, I have wanted all of my modern gaming collection to fit on a single shelf in my apartment.
I didn't mind shoving my Nintendo 64 cartridges in a closet. I was happy to toss my Game Boy Advance games in a shoebox. But I maintained that every game I kept, from PlayStation 2's launch until now, should fit on one shelf I originally bought for books. In the February 2nd entry of Multiplayer, I wrote:
...the perfect 21st century gaming collection, no matter what, will fit 27 inches x 12 inches.
Because of this, I undertake a fierce review of my personal collection every few months. I force myself to chuck old favorites because of a bizarre credence I put in the wisdom of some furniture maker who probably designed my shelf to hold Judy Blume or Tolstoy volumes instead....
I held that truth to be self-evident. I stood by it, even as I was later challenged by others.
And then the winter melted into spring and summer. And my wife and I had to move to a new apartment. The future of the shelf itself was in jeopardy.