You’re evil, you know that?” I said. She grinned and shook her head. “Chaotic Neutral, sugar.

Video games paid for my house. What am I saying? Go ahead and keep playing!

Virtual sex, no matter how realistic, was really nothing but glorified, computer-assisted masturbation.

I've wanted to own a DeLorean since I was 10 years old, but it always seemed like a silly daydream. Like owning the "A-Team" van or something.

You’re evil, you know that?” I said. She grinned and shook her head. “Chaotic Neutral, sugar.

Continue your quest by taking the test. Yes, but what test? What test was I supposed to take? The Kobayashi Maru? The Pepsi Challenge? Could the clue have been any more vague?

I noticed in the late 1990s that my friends and I were already nostalgic for the 1980s, and by the turn of the century, VH1's 'I Love the '80s' gave all of us an accelerated nostalgia for our generation.