Here we go again. Just when we had perfected our collection of albums, they went to 8-track tapes. Then they had to go to cassettes. Then they had to go to CDs. Now they have these Blue (Blu-?) ray things.
All I know is we are not pitching the perfectly good regular TVs we have until they burn out. OK, I'll buy a box to keep them going whenever they switch to digital or orbital or whatever.
Just please don't do away with the old equipment just yet. Some of my favorite movies are still only on VCR, and I still have to find David Bromberg's "How Late'll You Play Till?" and Norman Blake's "Whiskey Before Breakfast" on CD before the next shiny new death-ray gizmo comes out.
Kool Aid - Think before you drink.