Do I really have to bring up some nostalgic story to remind you of how much you love Tetris? It’s Tetris. As part of our collective cultural currency as Mario, Michael Jackson, or Spider-Man. Look at the blocks. Look at those shapes. Listen to the music.

Someone out there has my signed copy of the N64 game The New Tetris that my brother gave me. It was signed by H2O team that made it (he was a developer for the game). The cartridge was stolen when my house was robbed. At the time, I swore a blood oath to kill whoever took it. I have since slightly altered that oath. Pray I don’t alter it any further.