VHS Madness

I needed a black sweater for work a few weeks ago. I shopped around for a suitable one. Looked in Kohl's. Looked in Target. I didn't find anything that I liked and I didn't have much time left to look.

It was getting late, but there was still one more place to look - the local Goodwill store. The sweater was for a children's program, so I was going to wear it only once. It didn't have to be anything fancy. They had plenty of black sweaters to choose from and I found one that suited my needs.

Since I was already in the store, I decided to see what books they had for sale. All of the books, music and movies are placed together in one corner. I brushed past the movies in a rush, then my brain suddenly said, "Wait. Stop. Back up."

So, I did. Then it registered. "Fem myror är fler än fyra elefanter."

Is this some type of sleep-deprived Swedish mirage? A trick my mind is playing on me. It has to be. This can't be real. No Goodwill is going to be carrying...

There's Pippi! And Tjorven! And even Bamse!




I nearly lapsed into a state of shock. I finally snapped out of my altered state long enough to count the tapes. Twenty-two in all. Who in their right mind is going to donate 22 Swedish VHS tapes IN PAL FORMAT to a Goodwill in Houston, Texas?

Apparently somebody.

Sweden is at the local thrift shop.