Last week, our antenna was removed from our boat and shipped back to the manufacturer, along with our receiver, for inspection and repair. The top of our bimini now sits barren and exposed, while we sit down below, signal-less and un-entertained.
|In the Nude|
We aren't holding our breath though. There is a tipping point for how much we are willing to pay for non-network television. In case the jury returns a verdict of "not fixable," we came up with (and have implemented) a backup plan: we bought a regular old antenna.
Where our TracVision antenna was sleek and inconspicuous, our new (and hopefully temporary) antenna is large and quite visible. Words like "Ew" and "Noooooooo" come to mind (and out of my mouth) when I see it. Thankfully, aluminum foil isn't required for clear reception. That would be truly hideous. (Although I'm willing to bet Eric has considered it.)
For now, our digital antenna looms high above our heads, glaring down at us it all its tacky glory.
To be continued...