It's all Michal's fault. I was going to spend the weekend thinking about yard work, lounging around, picking my nose, farting and catching flies. Michal called me with a simple request of digitizing an old VHS tape. I tried to say no - "I don't know if my old VCR works…", "I don't think I have the cables…", etc. Being the good, guilt ridden father that I am, I did go find that old VCR and Saturday afternoon went on a trip down memory lane.
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