near Tivo disaster
So I come home from work today, ready to enjoy an evening of Tivo. And somehow, the channel won't change. It SAYS it's changing, but it's stuck on CITY-TV. I don't love Gord Martineau that much.
So I go through the troubleshooting, until I remember the mantra of the Knitty household: when something suddenly stops working, go check the cords.
Yes. A nice clean nip through the IR cord, probably by Boeing. She's the real destructo bun.
Hub was able to splice the wires back together, and we have reinforced the area where the wires sit behind the TV. We thought we'd secured it before, but we've added a big sheet of masonite that is as bunny proof as anything we can put there.
As for the people that told me it would change my life, they're absolutely right. There's no urgency to watch anything. I don't have to schedule my life around TV schedules. I can pee when I want. Even my favorite Sunday morning ritual [programming Knitty pages while watching Sunday Morning on CBS] was more enjoyable, since I could pause whenever I needed to concentrate, and then pick up where I left off.] Don't even start about the 30-second skip button. I would have its children, I love it so much.
Networks: you no longer control me. No more commercials for disgusting foot fungus or the rude Pepto-Bismol rap dudes. I am free!