Gamnesia: I live in New York, and one of my favorite places in the city is Rockefeller Center. Aside from being the home of shows like Saturday Night Live and 30 Rock, it's also a large shopping complex; in fact, one of those stores is Nintendo World. I go there every now and then when I'm bored just to look at things and play some demos, and while I was there a week or so ago I saw something cute.
As I was leaving the store, a boy around five or so came running towards the display window, pointing and shouting back to his parents, "Look, it's a Super Mario!" As adorable as that was, part of me considered correcting him and letting him know that his name was actually just Mario, and that there was only one. What kind of dick am I? I was immediately ashamed that I even considered interfering with this kid's pure joy, and I tried to ask myself why the name he called Mario was any of my concern in the first place.