I don’t know that I’ll ever find the right words to describe my relationship with our Xbox 360. Since picking up its controller some six years ago, we’ve run the gamut of emotions, from adoration to frustration. I’ve not played many games on the console, but those few that I have remain the ones into which I’ve sunk the most hours. I mean, the Mass Effect games alone count for months worth of gaming time. And as I look at my list, it pains me to choose only a handful of jewels among the diamonds. If I could only ever use a single current-gen console ever again, it would be the 360, and that’s despite its propensity towards death. We only went through one red-ring episode, and that was one too many as far as I was concerned. If that were to happen with my 360 on my island…well…I’m sure I could MacGuyver a fix with coconut fibers, sand, and solar rays.