"Sometimes the appropriate response to reality is to go insane."

BRICK BREAKU!!! SMAAAASH! A tale as old as time, that it is. You see, while you were a babe suckling on your mother's teet, the men and women of this world were hard at work. BREAKING. GOD. DAMN. BRICKS! It's a classic for a reason, you see. The most fantastic thing about the world of Arcade games is the innate duality between the relationship of complexity versus simplicity. These were games made to be played. enjoyed, and taking quarters by the dozens with their easy to pick up controls, yet insanely difficult challenge ceilings. I have always appreciated that, and one of the best of the time period was none other than Arkanoid. Ball comes down, you bump it up to destroy the spaces above you and rinse repeat as you battle against the inevitable demise of your lives by missing your fallen circular comrade. Whilst not my favorite of the arcade classics, I would be remiss if I didn't at least acknowledge the gushing flow of fun that Arkanoid is able to make with its basic ass modus operandi. That's bliss my friend, that is just sweet sugary bliss, sans the diabetes.

We hereby award : Bronze Seal of Recognition