My VCR finally bit the big one. I don’t think it was really made to last 17 years. I guess it’s kind of like a dog. You don’t expect them to live that long, and when they do, you almost take it for granted. And then one day, without warning, they just pass on, right after you stick a blank tape in them.
I was hoping to tape Damien Rice performing two songs on David Letterman (guest-hosted by the inimitable Tom Green). The recording was to be for Rebecca, and now she will be sad I don’t have it with me.
When I get back to New Jersey, I’ll have to hold an Office Space-style burial for the piece of crap. This was the VCR that replaced our Beta machine in 1986. And now it’s gone. So sad.
Clearly not a piece of crap, considering it survived for 17 years.
It *wasn’t* a piece of crap, until it broke. Now it is a piece of crap.
Can I come for the festivities?