Growing up in the 80's, the good ol' cathode ray tube burned a million images into my young, impressionably squishy brain. The worst offenders were the video games. I read once that they steal your dreams. It's no lie. Play for long enough and all you'll see when you close your eyes is pixel-ly goodness. Today's games with their fancy graphics and cinematic cut-scenes and plots can't hold a candle to the primary-colored power of Pac-Man, Joust or Pitfall!.