I’ve got this muscle memory thing that happens every time I pick up a Sega six-button controller. My thumb just automatically finds those three top buttons—X, Y, Z—without me even thinking about it. It’s been like thirty years since I first held one of these things, and my…

I came to retro game collecting without nostalgia or childhood attachment, which means I approach it practically. Coming from construction, I understand something about how markets work and how value is created. The retro game market is fascinating because it’s driven by nostalgia, scarcity, and perception in ways…

Man, sometimes I lie awake at night thinking about all the gaming rumors that consumed my teenage brain in the late 90s. You know the ones I’m talking about – those whispered legends about secret Nintendo projects that some kid’s uncle who “totally worked at Nintendo” had definitely…

I’m forty-seven years old and I still can’t get that damn Song of Healing out of my head. Four simple notes that somehow managed to burrow into my brain back in 2000 and set up permanent residence. My wife caught me humming it while balancing our checkbook last…