So you found your Peach and have had your happily ever after with minimal appearances of Bowser and his dastardly children mucking up you relationship, but there are always other ways of destroying your perfect relationship and running out of extra lives.

One year ago I began an exploration into how video games taught players to search for true love outside of their CG worlds. Hopefully my ideas worked any you all went out and found yourselves some nice Peaches, Marios or Yoshis. (It’s fine if you swing that way I won’t judge.) The question arises, what now?

When “Animal Crossing” came out it effectively ended my life for a two week period.

I can’t remember much about what happened. It was over a winter break and

I’m going to begin this column with a disclaimer. In no way, shape or form do I enjoy playing any Madden football game, period. So there is a little animosity when I discuss them.

I grew out of them about four years ago when I had the epiphany that this game does nothing but infuriate me with its mindless and tedious content. This content exists as a poor substitution for the developers, who have run out of ways to improve the game’s ability to represent an actual sporting event.