R.I.P. Portable DVD Player

Magnavox DVD Player

July 1, 2006 -April 25, 2009

The DVD Player passed away quietly after a brief but brave battle with apple juice (the household's youngest member is transitioning from sippy cups to "big girl" cups). Heroic efforts were made to resuscitate the victim but when apple juice was observed dripping out of the battery pack, CPR was ended. Time of death: 11:32 a.m.

The DVD player will be remembered for saving our sanity on long car trips. He played "Cinderella" and "The Letter Factory" dozens of times without complaint. He had a brush with death when one of his cables was left dangling from the van and was dragged for dozens of miles, but miraculously, he continued to operate without a hitch. Once, just for fun, he played "Sleeping Beauty" in Spanish.

The DVD player is survived by several household electronics, including an aging digital camera, a video camera, and two iPods. He was preceded in death by a CD player and a whatiswrongwiththispieceofshit iron.

Friends may call from 1:15 to 1:20 this afternoon at our home, where the DVD player lies in state.

Comments

Seriously Brenda said…
Maybe it just needs to rest for a while? ;-)
April 26, 2009 at 9:55 AM
Liz said…
Claudia, I am SO SORRY for the lose of just a great piece of machinary! We, too, have had to bury two in the short 6 years that our DD has been alive. She has learned alot about death in her life. Sadly though she has learned to move on, as one tiem while we were traveling ours went into Cardiac arrest. Being totally in shock and not knowing how we would go on with out our beloved friend we pulled over to the nearest Wal-Mart. We knew it had only been a short ride in the car with the body but we just couldn't make it any longer. We went into that Wal-Mart as brave as a soldier can be after loosing just a good man and we bought another. Hooked that baby up and never looked back. I know it sounds cruel but we have to be strong for our children, not to mention or sanity on thos long car rides. I hope you find a sale, I mean peace!!

Liz
April 27, 2009 at 9:21 AM
Steph K said…
Your writing and creativity never ceases to amaze (or is that amuse?) me.
April 27, 2009 at 10:49 AM
Audreee said…
hahahahaha!!!! You crack me up, lady.
April 27, 2009 at 9:34 PM
Mary said…
No kidding!! Luke spends plenty of time traveling and they are heavenly to have!! So, so sorry about yours.... I see it was easily replaced though.;)
April 27, 2009 at 10:49 PM
Susie said…
Portable DVD player, there'll never be another just like you. Not only because technology has changed so much, and your offspring are sleek and stylish, but because you were you. RIP
April 29, 2009 at 7:16 AM
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