Untimely Demise

It couldn't have happened at a worse time.

While Sam was upstairs taking his shower, I poured his glass of ice water and arranged the pillows on the couch. The popcorn was popped and ready to go. I went to put the disk in the DVD player, and that's when I discovered the DVD player, the NEW DVD player (relatively speaking), was broken.

Even though the player willingly sucked in the disk, the magic wasn't happening. You could hear the disk chugging away inside the DVD machine, but nothing appeared on the TV screen. Nothing, other than a random, tantalizingly legible flicker which faded and reappeared over and over again. It was as if the disk was struggling to come up for air.

I tried several times to get the player to work, but even utilizing the full extent of my expertise in electronics (i.e., opening and closing the little drawer several times), I couldn't get it to work. So much for our highly anticipated, weekly Quantum Leap Night  (formerly known as McGyver Night, formerly known as Monk Night). A bitter disappointment for both of us.

We ate the popcorn anyway.