by Marissa Glover I’m not a big fan of video games, never have been. I remember my brother’s Atari and our childhood matches of Pong, which I always lost. I kid you not: It was just too fast-paced for me to keep up. I remember playing Ms. Pac-Man and Frogger arcade games at the local pizza place while my parents talked with other parents after the men’s softball game. I was decent at Pac-Man; my frog got hit by a… Keep Reading