One of the biggest reasons I've begun collecting 1990s video game mags, again, is that I'm 46 years old. I'm approaching 50, and for some reason that is unfathomable. Granted, I'm happy that I'm living to see that age, but it beggars belief. I remember being a teen like it was just years ago. Not that many years ago... During the '90s I collected a lot of damn video game mags. I mean a lot. Gamepro , Electronic Gaming Monthly , Diehard Gamefan , Next Generation , Game Players , is there more? Sega Visions and Video Games , and on and on. I had approximately 6 or 7 boxes of game mags saved up, but when I moved home in 2001 I had nowhere to put them. That's a lie, my parent's basement was filled with random boxes, but I simply thought I would never need these magazines again. I never once imagined I would need to ever reread these things again. I had no idea what my future would look like. My future looked sad. I'm kidding; I have a great life, with a...