Poltergeist Unveiled

Months ago we borrowed a "Shark Tale" DVD from Joan and Darrell. Lenore placed it in the machine and then got distracted and when she came back to play it for Laney. It was gone. She claimed Poltergeists. I said, "Yes, dear" and secretly arranged for psychiatric counselling. We never found the disc and never returned the empty box. We searched everywhere. Some movie critics might ask, "why?"

Yesterday, Laney watched another DVD borrowed from the Smith Library, Chicken Little. Again critics are asking, "why?" After the viewing, it remained in the machine in its perpetual loop. Finally, Lenore pushed the eject button and the drawer opened and "voila" no DVD.

So, armed with a phillips screwdriver a Haris Scalpel and some 3.0 silk I carefully opened the machine, thereby voiding the warranty on our 5+ year old, $35 DVD player. There is an awful lot of empty space inside those black boxes. Stacked neatly at the back of the device were the two lost DVDs. Laney rejoiced. I said, "why?"