After a wild Friday night and a rough Saturday night working, I woke up Sunday to an awesome breakfast and then a drive back east to the airport. I had some time to kill and found Thorndale on the way. Lucky for me, they had a Goodwill.
Unlucky for me, they best they could muster was a handful of Engelbert albums, all of which I have (some in duplicate). Still, there are worse ways to kill 15 minutes on a Sunday afternoon.