<a/href=“http://my.aol.com/news/story.tmpl?table=n&cat=0110&id=0010120205128427" >This story talks about my all time favorite game, Tetris, and how people with total amnesia can remember the tetris shapes when they can’t remember anything else.
This is no surprise to me. When I was in high school and had no car and no social life to speak of, I sat in my room and played Tetris for hours on end, until every shape I saw I would figure out how to fit a Tetris shape into it. It got bad. I was a Tetris junkie. Couldn’t live without it. I only got over it by passing the Gameboy on to my dad, who would then become a Tetris addict for the next two months, then pass it back to me, whereupon we would start the whole, vicious Tetris cycle over again.