Sunday, July 13, 2008


Well, we certainly got our money’s worth out of this morning’s DirecTV service call. (What, there’s another kind of Sunday Service?)

It took almost three hours for the two technicians to track down all of the issues that were bedeviling our satellite TV reception. By the time they were done, they had replaced almost every component in the system: the dual LNB, the multipass switch, the satellite receivers in the upstairs bedrooms, and, finally, our DVR. In addition, they cleaned up some of the jury-rigged connections left by the last service technicians to come through. About the only thing left untouched was the dish itself.

So now we have fully-functional TV again. Goody.

Considering the fact that, out of several hundred channels available, I spend 95% of my television viewing time watching maybe four of them, it almost seems a waste.

The techs finished their job just in time for me and the Mistress of Sarcasm to meet up with She Who Must Be Obeyed at Pappasito’s Cantina for a pleasant Sunday lunch with a few of the Usual Suspects. We got to visit with Zonker the Ex-Blodger; Denny the Grouchy Old Cripple; Boudicca, her three sons, and sis Morrigan; Holder and her girls Pete and Re-Pete; and Annie, one of Holder’s Science Teachin’ Colleagues.

I wonder what possessed Annie to join a bunch of Online Journalists for what amounted to a mini-blogmeet. Were we what she expected? Was she horrified? Or lulled into a false sense of security by our Polite Behavior In Front Of The Children?

There was much talk and much food, including a pile of nachos bigger than Pete’s head.

Bou’s boys are two years older than when I saw them last. Still good-looking, well-behaved, and yet playful as appropriate for young men of a certain age. And the blue-eyed Re-Pete kept trying to wallop me in Tic-Tac-Toe, with all the enthusiasm a five-year-old can muster for an exercise in pointlessness.

Photos will follow, but with my primary computer out of commission, I have to decide whether to try downloading ’em to this Alien Machine, this “Mac-Book.”

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