Dumping Bright House

OK, finally had it with not-so-bright louse.

Switching to AT&T U-verse.

I know, marshmallows woulda tasted better . . .

Considering the weather forecasters are saying it will drop down to 26 degrees in this little corner of heaven tonight, and given the fact that the master of the house is unwilling to crank the heater above 66 degrees, yours truly decided a cup of hot cocoa would be a good accompaniment for some much-anticipated NCIS viewing.

Unfortunately, as I was getting situated in "command central," ye olde clicker fell straight into my steaming mug of chocolatey goodness . . .

Now, none of the buttons below the first row of numbers will work. Or, I should say, they don't work as intended.

I'm wondering how difficult it's going to be to get Bright House to give me a new one. (Already know how hard it's going to be to get up to change the channel and adjust the volume!)

Keep warm out there, ye socks!

Zap2it channel guide

For ye out-of-town socks, today's post is going to be something of a disappointment, I'm afraid.

Sorry.

Just gotta "keep it real" for the Central Floridians in da house.

Anyway, the couch potatoes among you probably came home from work on Friday to notice the local Bright House Networks channels had all been switched-up.

Most annoying change was the move of the Zap2it guide, formerly on channel 49 and now on channel 9 in case you're still surfing around trying to figure out where it ended up on your "dial."

The change in itself is not nearly as annoying as the chick they've hired to voice-over the local weather forecasts.

Everytime I hear her overly-breathy voice, I want to throw my shoe at the tv screen. And, I paid good money for that flat panel!

The breathiness wouldn't be so bad if the earsore would learn how to pronounce words properly . . . or, at least not to OVER pronounce words.

Particularly jarring is the way she says "south." Her nails-on-the-chalk-board rendition comes out sounding like SOW-ooooth.

I'm not kidding.

And, you know how often the word south/SOW-ooooth comes up in a weather forecast!!

Late new year's resolution: Hit the "mute" button whenever I get the urge to visit channel 9 . . . or 49 . . . or wherever it is Bright House decides to park my channel guide from month to month.

Cranky out.

Wardrobe Malfunction?

I don't know if this qualifies for that category, but the old clothes washer finally died.

You socks who know me well, know how fashion-conscious I am. So, this mechanical break-down is really going to cramp my style.

Oh, well, if some resolution is not achieved by Friday, I guess I'll just pack up all my stinky laundry and bring it with me when I go visit my sister for the holiday weekend.

Get ready, Sister! Love me, love my laundry!!