Video games have been and continue to be a great part of my life. Ever since the tender age of three I have been fascinated by the interactivity and the captivating graphics displayed by video games. I have developed and retained an appreciation for the capacity that many well developed video games have to blend competitiveness, the need for intellectual dexterity, and pure entertainment. I have long understood the task of producing a game with such comprehensive quality as both an art and a science. In any case, my video game passion has slowly but surely charmed me into learning much about the philosophy of video games, their design and development, and especially the history of video games. Despite my life-long passion with video games, I began a true self-propelled academic investigation into the world of video games only a few years ago. I remember quite vividly that this intellectual journey into the world of video games was prompted by a friend of mine who was intrigued by the fact that I was often engulfed in the world of video games. During those days I was younger and consequentially much more immature than now. Not only did I enjoy video games, I spent a great deal of the few funds which I had on purchasing new games, much of my free time playing games, and a lot of time also discussing video games in general. I was not officially addicted; I always knew when enough was enough and when I needed to spend time completing school work, saving, or spending money to make important purchases. However, it became evident to everyone around me, and me as well, that video games were a big portion of my life (and still are). My one friend, who had not noticed any more differently than anyone else my video game passion, but with whom I spent a great deal of time with, confronted me with a poorly conceived but important question. This friend of mine was also an