My mother is the one that tells this story the best. Apparently when I was about 16 months old, I was a frantic crawler. I made it my job to get places. Mostly, to smear my hands all over the TV with all of its moving pictures and crazy sounds. Around this time, my parents had a NES and the godfather of all modern gaming, Super Mario Bros. Well one day my Mom was sitting down touring the Mushroom Kingdom, trying to free the Princess from the clutches of the evil Bowser, and I decided to watch intently. And by intently I mean press the reset button when she was battling Bowser on world 8-4. This was my first experience with the world of video games, and it has been all down hill since then.