I Caved!

Yep, it’s true.

The Channel Master gratiously contributed by my generous sister was just not going to work out. It’d have to be on a mast too tall to not blow over. I’d have to mess with it all the time to get decent teevee reception. I’d have to tie it to a tree to keep it from keeling over and you know well I deal with danger.

So I called Dimitri (not this guy, I think) and asked him to install a satellite dish. He’s doing a site survey tomorrow. His thinking was, “well, we gotta be careful that there’s not too many trees.” (um, forest? – ed Yeah, that’s gonna be a problem. – bob) Should there be a clear view of the sky, I’ll get eighty five channels for not too much money and watch a tenth of them. Super Bowl, anyone?

I’m nearly giddy.

Your pal,

bob