The start of the affair: The Atari 2600 Jr.
[Editor’s note: Brilliam takes a look back at the Atari 2600 Jr. for hisMonthly Musing piece. — CTZ] Like most kids my age, I wanted a Nintendo. With all of my heart, I yearned to shoot ducks and stomp Goombas and introduce Dodongo to smoke, despite his known dislike for the substance. Even as a five-year-old rambunctious tyke, I would run to the electronics section of our local department store (every month or two when we drove an hour to the Big City) and watch or even play the demonstration Nintendo from the moment we hit the store until my mother dragged me away....