| Poem for Saturday |
[Jan. 24th, 2009|12:30 am] |
( After Love )
I had a very frustrating morning and afternoon, but there was a happy ending, and I must sing the praises of Twitter's comcastcares. My internet connection stopped working about 10 this morning -- the modem was on and the "send" light was flashing with the "online" light off completely and the "receive" light blinking occasionally. I called Comcast. Paul called Comcast. We were walked through several steps I'd already taken on my own (turn the modem on and off, reboot the computer, disconnect and reconnect the router, etc.). Then they said they'd have to have someone come out and look at things, and they couldn't do that till Monday.
Well, I had a review to post, and I was really irritated that they didn't have a single suggestion beyond the extremely obvious, so I fired off a tweet to comcastcares asking why Comcast doesn't care enough to have technicians available on the weekend. I didn't really expect a response after being blown off on the phone, but Frank aka comcastcares tweeted back telling me to send him an e-mail describing the problem. An hour later, I got a phone call from someone on his team, and not long after that, a Comcast truck pulled up. It turns out the problem was an attenuator attached to the Comcast cable, put on when we first got it and so small I didn't realize it wasn't a part of the cable itself. It's gone now, and the cable guy who removed it turned out to be a Trekkie and Rennie who knows lots of people we've seen at the PA and MD Renfaires, so I had a lot of fun talking to him.
( Colonial Fair )
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fannish5: ( Surprises )
I did manage to finish and post my review of "The Wounded", though it made me late for dinner with my parents. We came home and watched Battlestar Galactica, which draws me like a train wreck...any time I start to develop the slightest attachment to any character, something promptly happens to trample that out of me, so at least watching everyone disintegrate over the final episodes will be far less painful than it was, say, watching Voyager's writers grind their characters into cliches one by one. ( Spoilers. ) Daniel is taking the S.A.T. tomorrow. How did THAT happen?! |
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