We’d finally had it.
We had only about nine channels, and one of them shows music videos all the time, and another was just news and weather, and two others were PBS. All of which is nice to have (though I could do without the music videos), but we couldn’t watch much football, and we were totally missing out on the NCAA basketball tournament.
So Chef climbed up onto the roof.
And he took down this monstrosity:
And he put the digital antenna up on the roof (which by the way, is where is was supposed to be in the first place, but we had it inside, mounted on top of a door for a long time. Because it was snowy and then rainy and then busy and then the cord broke and then it was snowy again and then Chef was out of town a lot and then he was sick and it was rainy.)
And way up there on the roof, it gets more channels.
You can almost imagine it reaching out its arms, welcoming in the signals.
Well, I can imagine it, anyway.
And you know how many channels we get now? You wanna know?
Wow! It’s like we got cable or something… only free.
We get two ABC feeds, three CBS feeds (no NBC, though), a Spanish channel (which my mother-in-law might enjoy, but I can’t understand a word of it), something like five PBS stations (some local and some from Indianapolis), FOX, a channel that used to be called the WB but it’s not called that now, but we get some good shows on it. We get some God channels and the music video channel still comes in.
So if you want, you can come watch TV with us.