Like any diehard gamer, I got shelves of action figures, toys, and collectibles. I go through periods in life where I flaunt my goodies as much as I can. I'll clutter my desk with toys, and showcase them in display cases around my house, as if they were rare pieces of museum art. And then sometimes, I'd look at myself and wonder if a grown man should still be hanging up posters of sexy video game characters he swiped from a magazine at the newstand.[nextpage]

Granted, I got a pretty good excuse for what I display. It tends to be games I worked on over the years. But now that I worked hundreds of games from doing some design work, to marketing and publishing them, the collection doesn't look so impressive anymore. It's crossed the line into "damn, what a clutter monkey!" Friends would