My First DVD Player
My VCR died this weekend, painfully and without dignity - a tape jammed into its open mouth, still blinking 12:00 mournfully. I was going to buy another one to replace it, but Jules and Mac convinced me that I needed to join the modern age and get myself a DVD player.
"No one watches videos anymore," Jules had explained. And Mac agreed. DVDs were far less bulky and far more durable than tapes.
The model I picked up was just a cheap Wal-Mart brand, but I noticed one immediate improvement - it didn't keep track of time.
Goodbye forever, eternal blinking midnight.
"No one watches videos anymore," Jules had explained. And Mac agreed. DVDs were far less bulky and far more durable than tapes.
The model I picked up was just a cheap Wal-Mart brand, but I noticed one immediate improvement - it didn't keep track of time.
Goodbye forever, eternal blinking midnight.