Dancing Demon, alas!), hopping about on the screen to the strains of a major rendition of the Pogues' "Worms".
Madness and the Minotaur. Because of my positive then-experience (and in spite of my negative now-experience) I like to believe that such a machine (well, maybe up to and including an MS-DOS sandbox) is suitable for use by a child as a first computer -- to become acquainted with some computing concepts and get some idea of "how" a computer works and not just "what" it does for you, because I really have no idea at all where the next generation of programmers are going to come from -- unless we're using self-programming computers at that point. I know that others would disagree -- Edsger W. Dijkstra famously quipped that "It is practically impossible to teach good programming to students that have had a prior exposure to BASIC: as potential programmers they are mentally mutilated beyond hope of regeneration." David Brin thought otherwise in his 2006 essay Why Johnny Can't Code, which proved to be quite a controversial piece in and of itself. It's a moot point, since I can't imagine my daughter -- who as a pre-verbal toddler has already figured out iOS despite our best efforts to minimise her screen time -- will be giving anything so user-unfriendly the time of day in six years. Maybe she'll have better luck with Inform 7 than I will (or maybe it'll be Inform 8 by then!)
Sega Master System cartridges live in the wild for just about the first time I've ever seen: Alex Kidd, Wonder Boy, R-Type, Altered Beast, Alien Syndrome. The Sally Ann was asking $9 a piece for them, which is simply too much. (Garage-sale prices would be more like $9 for all of them, which I would definitely consider 8) It would be nice to have at least one game for my SMS for demo purposes (it may or may not have included Snail Maze on-board, we haven't tested it yet!) but "it would be nice" is a gateway to a thousand and one kinds of financial ruination.
In conclusion, here is another birthday cake that was not mine: