I like my Betamax and chak chak chak tv.

There seems to be so much talk about the old days.
I am guilty of it too, and just cannot stop myself from reminiscing.
I want to shut up but it is all around me.
The new world is consuming me and I am fighting tooth and nail to keep the old times.

I am strong but this tornado is battering away at me,
determined to shake the cracked ground away from under me.

I thought I had just about clobbered it when along came seabee,
and again we are waltzing through Satwa Souq, just like when it was all we had.
Funny thing was that we never longed for malls that accomodated 700,000 aliens and I did not know anyone who did. So why did they build them? Oh yes, I forgot, it is all about the new people and what they want.
Perhaps it is just moving with the times. I hope someone remembers to come back and collect me.

With my strength returning, I visited Ammaro and was looking forward to reading about his search for a new but obsolescent TV. He took me so far down memory lane that I felt physically sick. He was making fun (yes, FUN) of tv's that are so ancient and chronic, but that also adorn a little cupboard in my spare room. Yes, I still have one of those chak chak chak button things. I shall not even tell you if it is colour or b&w. I could not stand the shame. Bwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
He went on to introduce people to some strange things called betamax movies.
Can you imagine that?

Well, get this. I have a box of them too. I suppose I shall never get the chance to convert them now.
I had planned on moving them to VHS, but there is probably little difference between the two.

OK, I shall get over this. I will go out and buy a plasma (LCD perhaps) TV this weekend.
I will be publishing a photo of it shortly. I am determined to get through this gracefully.

Time for some pofak I think.......