Everyone watched. Even though there were only 3 choices and maybe PBS and a UHF channel or two, there seemed to be more to watch, or maybe it’s just me.
Remember UHF and carefully turning the dial until the picture came in clearly – then you never touched that dial again or else you might lose the channel. Of course you could always move that funny half-round antenna and hope for the best. After all of that work you, still ended up with bad re-runs. Continue reading
Say it ain’t so. The largest VCR manufacturer in the world announced that it will cease production at the end of this month. OK, I am probably the last person in America who still owns a VCR, but I can’t seem to find the time to convert my “Fraggle Rock” collection to DVD. Oh–yes, I still own several DVD players as well.
You are reading OLD SCHOOL Lane, what did you expect?
I really thought I had arrived when I bought my first VCR. It cost over $500 and I was proud that I did my research and decided that VHS was better than Beta. My VCR was my personal declaration of independence from the networks. I could tape Phil Donahue and watch him at midnight if I wished.
I had power in the form of a remote control. I no longer had to listen to “plop, plop, fizz, fizz” unless I wanted to (it was a catchy tune.) I had a fast forward button.
I haven’t been this distraught since AOL stopped sending me 10 floppy discs a month….