Pounding Heads Against Walls
Grrr..... A week after getting our shiny new cable internet access, we have still been unable to get it to run. I took the computer into the shop for a general check-up/upgrade (thinking that maybe it was just too slow/old, or lacking some vital component) but, $170 and 3 days later, it runs much faster in general (including for our dial-up internet) but still won't run the high speed.
And ... our attempt to hook the new HD cable box to the tv (came with the package) was also unsuccessful -- worked for a day, then we suddenly got only sound ... no picture. So we're back to the old non-HD cable, which is fine ... except that somewhere in the proceedings, something else got messed up, and Shaina can't get her DS to run anymore.
So, I guess we're calling Comcast and paying them to come out and figure out WHAT we're doing wrong ... It's probably something amazingly obvious.
And my guitar is also still in the shop. I will call today again.
Brighter news:
In the process of rearranging the dining room funiture (moving the computer desk closer to the cable box) I uncovered a lower bookshelf that had been blocked by the desk for lo these many years, and therefore held stuff that I never looked at. Namely, old APAs. (Capacity, Windyapa, Mishap.) I then moved those old APAs to another room, so the now-accessible bookshelf can hold other, more useful things. And spent a few minutes browsing through some of the old APAs, running across names of people I haven't seen, or even thought about in some cases, in decades. (And some people I STILL see/talk to, of course.) And read some of my old contributions ... my excitement (circa 1984) of getting my first credit card and buying my first VCR.
And ... our attempt to hook the new HD cable box to the tv (came with the package) was also unsuccessful -- worked for a day, then we suddenly got only sound ... no picture. So we're back to the old non-HD cable, which is fine ... except that somewhere in the proceedings, something else got messed up, and Shaina can't get her DS to run anymore.
So, I guess we're calling Comcast and paying them to come out and figure out WHAT we're doing wrong ... It's probably something amazingly obvious.
And my guitar is also still in the shop. I will call today again.
Brighter news:
In the process of rearranging the dining room funiture (moving the computer desk closer to the cable box) I uncovered a lower bookshelf that had been blocked by the desk for lo these many years, and therefore held stuff that I never looked at. Namely, old APAs. (Capacity, Windyapa, Mishap.) I then moved those old APAs to another room, so the now-accessible bookshelf can hold other, more useful things. And spent a few minutes browsing through some of the old APAs, running across names of people I haven't seen, or even thought about in some cases, in decades. (And some people I STILL see/talk to, of course.) And read some of my old contributions ... my excitement (circa 1984) of getting my first credit card and buying my first VCR.