Wednesday, December 20, 2017
Sunday, November 12, 2017
Getting tied down
- Bobcat in the chicken pens - |
Here's what happened. I bought a small desktop digital antenna that picked up five or six channels (we'll never be able to watch Andy Griffith again, it was on all the time), but the signal was easily interrupted by walking near the antenna, or by using anything with an electrical ignition, such as a lighter or the stove top burners.
So, I tried the old antenna on a pole. It picked up the same channels, but not consistently, only for a few minutes at a time. Then I bought another digital antenna, this time one that mounted on the old antenna pole. It picked up twelve to sixteen channels, but also inconsistently. The 9 channels (9.1, 9.2, 9.3, 9.4 - yeah, I thought the decimal format was weird) only seemed to work well 7-11 p.m., the signal was as easily interrupted as the desktop antenna, and constant rescanning and turning of the antenna pole was necessary to receive a signal.
Also, no money was saved. In fact, much more money was spent than before. The expense of the antennas and the expense for more data on my phone plan so I could use it as a wifi hotspot to watch netflix, Hulu and other streaming channels on my Roku is greater than anything spent for Dish.
I signed up for Direct TV this time, the very cheapest package, which affords us many more channels than we've had in the past year. I still have the outside digital antenna hooked up, because satellite tv is not reliable during thunderstorms or snowstorms. I am enjoying the consistency of the channels, but I don't like the format of Direct TV as much as I did Dish. Recording programs and setting the guide to where you only see channels you get is confusing. Dish is much more customer friendly, but Direct is definitely an improvement over the last year of digital viewing.
Next, the challenge of finding truly unlimited satellite internet. It's doesn't make sense to me that phone plans measure by data but satellite plans measure by mbps uploaded and downloaded. If satellite happens to speak of data, then it defines between hard and soft data, again, a term I've never encountered regarding phone data plans. I do know that even 25 gigs of data is still very little to have for watching netflix and such. I really don't want to have to miss the next season of The Ranch and the kids would come visit us more if they knew they could play video games when they visit (haha!).
(The bobcat photo is for amusement only and doesn't pertain to any subject in this article!)
Sunday, October 1, 2017
Hobbs Homecoming 2017
Hobbs Homecoming will be held Saturday, October 21, at the Hobbs School.
Registration is at 9:00 a.m., the program is at 10:00 a.m. and lunch will follow immediately after.
Rough Creek Catering will serve the meal. Cobbler has been requested for dessert.
The meal is $12.50 per plate.
Registration is at 9:00 a.m., the program is at 10:00 a.m. and lunch will follow immediately after.
Rough Creek Catering will serve the meal. Cobbler has been requested for dessert.
The meal is $12.50 per plate.
Sunday, September 24, 2017
Fall comes trickling in
- .7 today - |
I'm putting the open times of a few places I've needed lately in the right-hand column. I thought they might come in handy for some of you. For phone numbers, you can click on these links:
The Country Store
Roby Drivers License Office
Hobbs Cafe
You might have to sign in to facebook to see the Hobbs Cafe link.
I was listening to a radio program (a podcast), and the hosts were talking about a book they were reading, some kind of psychology - theology - philosophy volume, and the author's basic idea was that everyone wants to be loved, and that is the driving force of humans. I have personally come to the conclusion that we all want to be relevant, with our family, at our job, in our community. When we are no longer relevant, we lose our zest for life or become anxious. Or, maybe we can learn to be comfortable living alone, although even then one might have animals who finds one relevant. That might be enough to sustain the soul.
I am certainly looking forward to next week when fall finally peeks its little head around our corner of the world. I've lived in this spot for over fifty years, but I still get fooled every year into thinking autumn is closer at hand than it really is, then becoming completely worn out by summer temperatures. Hold on to that thought, it won't be too long before I'll be crying for summer, again!
Sunday, May 28, 2017
The detriment of the Driver Responsibility Program on the common man
- SR-22 Letter - |
That is too much for a very organized person to deal with, much less a regular guy barely getting by, and I mean organizationally as well as monetarily. Oh, and by the way, after paying $780 in surcharges, they sent a notice charging for them, again.
Here is where I can use one of my favorite sayings, the right hand doesn't know what the left hand is doing.
According to a recent article in the Texas Tribune, there was consideration for getting rid of the program during this legislative session, but that was kiboshed in the senate.
I heard Nolan County attorney Lisa Peterson talking on KXOX radio one morning a couple of weeks ago about the undue burden the surcharges of this program puts on poor people. When someone can't pay or figure out the complicated labyrinth that has to be navigated to get in the clear, they end up in even more dutch with the law.
The person I helped with the tickets had insurance, just didn't have proof, and waited seven years to take care of the citations.
Tuesday, May 16, 2017
Screendoors
- Screen Doors outdoors - |
Now, is it really screen doors I yearn for, or is it being three years old and slamming out one of those doors, knowing no responsibility and looking forward to the adventure of each new minute?
Truth be told, I haven't looked at a new screen door in a decade or more. They're probably perfectly fine. I feel I may have taken an object from my past and idolized it sentimentally.
I could probably get an old screen door and revitalize it, but I think I might be disappointed, because I won't be able to recapture youth, and the feeling of running out the door barefoot, carrying a dripping ice cream cone, and enjoying that satisfying slap of the screen hitting the door frame.
There's nobody left to even yell at me about it, anymore.
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