Seasons Greetings, fellow Whos!
Well, the holidays are already finally upon us, and no matter what you celebrate – Chanukah, Christmas, Solstice, Crazy Carl Day, Festivus, Kwanzaa, Chocolatepants Day, Yuletide, Decemberween, Uncle Bunny’s Day, your own birthday (I’m looking at you, Jesus), or just Thursday – being a geek knows no cultural difference. We can all get together and bask in the glow of geek without caring about where we come from or who we are. We are geeks. Our love is of all things geek. If you don’t consider yourself a geek, what are you even doing here? (I’m looking at you, Jesus.)
Think I said the word geek enough?
Since it is the holiday season, I thought it would be neat to do something similar to what I did for October. No, not kill hobos. I’m already over quota for the rest of the year and I’ve already been given a stern warning about it.
No, what I plan to do for the next three Thursdays is bring you three festively-infected articles, all part of a grander theme based on the Charles Dickens classic “A Christmas Carol”. The three ghosts, to be exact. I’m going to cover, in spirit order, a few of the geeky items that were, are, or will be a part of that coveted position called Geek Chic. Or, as I have coined the term, Ghic.
This week, I’m starting at the beginning with Christmas Past (Yes, I know Marley comes first. Just drink your holiday beverage of choice). And to do that, we’re paying a visit to the Christmas that I first got a Nintendo Entertainment System.

I’m sure a lot of you remember when the first NES came out in 1985. At that point the big video game crash had already happened a couple of years earlier in 1983 (I’m looking at you, E.T.). The video game market was in tatters, with many (at the time) big game companies left bankrupt. General consensus was that the video game industry was a fad and had quickly played out its last hand.
Atari made one last effort to keep the video game console market afloat with the Atari 7800. It featured vastly improved graphics over the 2600, including an upgrade to a 256 color palette. It was also the first system to be backwards compatible, allowing owners to play all of their 2600 cartridges on it (except you, E.T.). The goal was to offer home gamers the ability to play games at home that looked just like their arcade counterparts. Atari was also trying to tie the system into the home computer market by making it possible to upgrade your 7800 to be a home computer. The attempt was a failure, and the 7800 sat on shelves.

Except for one. My parents ended up buying one for our household. It was pretty darn cool (at least I thought so). I was an old hat at the 2600, so seeing this sleek, streamlined beauty made my fire button fingers twitch. My eyes gleamed with delight as I played the new-and-improved Asteroids (in 256 color!). I smiled with glee as I popped in and played my older 2600 (except for you, E.T.). I thought to myself that it didn’t get much better than this.
Oh, but it did. Next door, in fact. Why over there? Because my best friend Eric and his family had just gotten a new game console that I hadn’t heard of.
You guessed it. They got a Nintendo Entertainment System.
It was glorious. I watched them play this game that I had seen just a couple of weeks ago at an arcade in one of the local theme parks. The game on the TV looked just like the arcade version!!! That was something completely unheard of at that point in video game history. The arcade version of a video game always looked superior to a home console version. What manner of sorcery was this? (I’m looking at you, Ulrich the Wizard.)

I was handed the second player controller. I got to be Luigi! Oh hush. Luigi used to be cool before they made him into this whiny, shadow-cowering goof. But anyway, Luigi! I made my way through level 1-1 with a new gleam in my eye – one that beat up the old 7800 gleam in my eye and tossed it into a wood chipper.
I wasn’t very good at the game. I remember when I first played it at that arcade. Four quarters and a depressing sigh later and I had only made it halfway through level 1-2.
A couple of weeks later I realized I had not magically improved. What the heck, sorcerers? You had the time and the power to make a console game look as good as its arcade counterpart, but you couldn’t sprinkle some magic dust or wave a wand or spray goat’s blood on me so I could have the mad Mario (Luigi!) skills? Man, I am so not watching Dragonslayer again until tomorrow. I’ll never show you.
So now we come to the part where I finish playing for the afternoon, and suddenly become very envious of my friend Eric. So much so, in fact, that I secretly moved in without telling anyone, hoping that Eric’s folks would just assume they suddenly had four children. Yeah, that didn’t work. I got caught easy (I’m looking at you, Jason).
Despite uttering my curses at being foiled again, I found myself over at Eric’s all the time, playing Super Mario Bros., Duck Hunt (heh heh), Hogan’s Alley, Balloon Fight, and… Gyromite? Gyromite? What the hell was that game? Was the robot supposed to help you? Because the one that came with Eric’s NES would either just sit there or run off to the middle of town, staging wild riots and screaming something about robot rights.
Months passed while my 7800 continued to collect dust and my best friend’s NES continued to need its cartridges blown into because of dust. While I enjoyed hanging out with Eric and flattening Troopas and Goombas, secretly all I wanted was an NES of my own (I’m looking at you, mom and dad).
Then it happened. The Berlin Wall came down. No, wait… different story. Christmas came to visit our sleepy little mountain town. I made my way to our Christmas tree and opened one of the first presents handed to me. And what to my wondering eyes should appear? Hang on, there’s a miniature sleigh and some large dogs with antlers in the way or something. Ah… there:
The Nintendo Entertainment System.
The system that would usher in the revitalization of the video game industry was mine ours. For a Christmas Past, this one Christmas in particular would signify the beginning of my journey into becoming the gamer I am today.
For now I was playing with Power.
Dedicated to my best friend Eric Collwell. I miss you, buddy.