Today I went to the basement to retrieve an n64 wrestling game in order to pay my respects to the Macho Man, when I discovered that when our basement flooded in the winter, it took with it all my n64 games.  All of them. No more Super Mario64, no more Star Fox 64, no more Super Smash, no more Major League Baseball featuring Ken Griffey Jr, no more Goldeneye. They're all gone. My childhood has been rusted and corroded and surrounded by spider eggs and mold. I know I can just emulate them, but...its just not the same. So I say to you, my gaming brethren, enjoy the brick and mortar cartridges you have, and tonight, just for me, hold them dearly, and blow in them as though its the last chance you'll have because let me be the first to tell you-- it just might be.