R.I.P Sony Trinitron Color Television

This week, our TV died. The picture and sound is interrupted by bursts of static every ten seconds. Our parents bought this TV in 1989. It was our first TV with a remote control. It was the TV on which my friends and I watched Nightmare on Elm Street at slumber parties. It was the TV that was tuned to MTV the first time I made out with a boy on the brown couch (I will write an ode to the brown couch another day) while my parents were upstairs. It was the TV on which we illegally got HBO on channel zero for almost ten years. It was a good TV.

But our new TV is fuckin' kick ass. 24" flat screen with awesome sound.
I will call it Poopsie.