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02/19/2006: "cable worries"
Alright, so I've had the uber-cable for a while now. 200-something channels, with the Tivo, which allows me to be very partial in when I watch TV. I can set things to record, and watch them at my leisure: commerical-free.
Well, the recorder box is on the fritz now. I had some problems with it earlier this week, and the technician at Brighthouse (ex-Time Warner) told me how to reformat the hard drive. I did so. I lost all my recorded programs, but such is life.
Now it's acting up again. I called, and this guy told me to reformat. No such luck.
Oh, woe! Couldn't it have happened on the sucktastic Wendesday night prime time lineup? Not on Simpsons night!
Tomorrow I've got to take it in and swap it for another box. That would be easier than waiting for a technician to stop by (are you free between 9-5 on Tuesday?)
It's amazing how technology has a strangle hold on our lives. My biggest concern is how to watch both 60 Minutes and King of the Hill tonight . . .