In the morning I got a phone call from our friend JM, who owns our town's only remaining locally-owned video store. She had some screener copies of DVDs she thought we might want for our upcoming travels; did we want to come paw through them?
Yes!!! Yes!!!
We spent a lovely hour or so in her store's cold, grungy basement filling a box. I'm already imagining movie nights with friends, showing films in English classes, watching something fluffy and silly when I'm feeling homesick. I hope they have popcorn in Eastern Europe (or wherever we're going).
This is why we will never get Netflix. Can you imagine them calling up with such a magical gift? (OK, if they call, I will take the movies. But our rentals dollars will always go to JM's store.)
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