light cycle
Kind of a sad day. I remember being little and going to Circuit City with my dad and brothers, and there being something really exciting about it. Maybe it was the name: “Circuit City.” It sounded like something out of a sci-fi movie, complete with X-wing fighters and photon torpedoes. Or maybe it had something to do with the sensory overload that assaulted me as soon as I walked in the door. There weren’t many stores at the time that had a similar effect, and I wasn’t yet jaded enough to begin to resent the intrusion; I went with the flow, and I remember thinking it was just really cool. And while most of us could see their demise coming–the store in our area is particularly shoddy, and I much prefer the local Best Buy–I’ll always have fond memories of trips to Circuit City with Dad.