As y’all know, I’m moving. And I finally accepted the fact that I haven’t looked at my cassette collection in at least 15 years (and my audio and video cassettes have been in at least that many apartments), so here’s one last glance at a few of my favorite titles (from then, of course).
I so totally, however, kept my Winger videotapes. You can take the girl out of the ’80s, but no amount of cleansing can remove the AquaNet running through her veins. …