So, yeah. We were, umm, sharing cable with our downstairs neighbors, when all of the sudden all our televisions went black.
Turns out those bastards collected our money each month, but never actually paid the bill. So there I was, at the most crucial point of probably the past nine months, suffering from a sudden video blackout.
So I went back to the antenna. But no amount of adjusting, extending or daisy-chaining them gave me a clear enough picture to alleviate my CNN withdrawal.
Fortunately, after countless calls to Comcast, I am now jacked in and enjoying the familiar diet of cable news: Jacko, Kobe, Martha and Scott. Frankly, I don’t know how any well-informed person could get along without it.