The town I lived in about a decade ago had a closed down blockbuster that turned into a sex store, then that closed down, and a dude opened, I shit you not, a video/game rental place that lasted like a year. Then it closed down, too, and then a bunch of us used to go there and smoke weed and occasionally have sex inside, because they just didn’t bother to lock the back door when they took away all the movies.

I don’t know why I’m tell y’all this, it’s just what I think of when I see the old blockbusters.

It’s interesting to try to get into the minds of corporate executives. I wonder how many of them actually thought they’d company was going to last for decades. Or if they were just seeing themselves up a golden parachute for the inevitable.

“Don’t worry, Princess Caroline; as long as people will need answering machine tape you will be taken care of!”

Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair! Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away

Oh, Blockbuster? I went to one last month!. It’s the last one in existence.