Today, as I glanced through the DVD section my eye caught a glimpse of a familiar sight. It was a special edition of Gone with the Wind. I picked it up and held it tight to me. I rambled on and on on how great it was (and this after some previous lecture on how my friend simply must read the book). And then I knew: I have turned to the other side. And fiddle-dee-dee, what do I care if I did?