Hi, I'm alive, didja miss me? Huh, didja, didja?
Saturday I spent the whole day at the Michigan Fiber Festival in humid 90-degree air, and after we got home, two internet installer guys in a van showed up to replace our broadband wireless receiver.
I thought, Great! Because the old one would work, then not work. Then work a little. Then work great for two days, then not work.
So they replaced the Jiffy pop receiver with a square-looking one, and came inside to test the speed. It looked great!
"Thanks a lot!" I said, and they got in their van and drove away, and I'm sure they had no sooner turned onto the street when our son said, "Mom, my game isn't downloading!"
Sure 'nough, it wasn't. Nothing was. Tried powering down the new receiver and powering it back up. Nothing nothing nothing nothing.
Sunday we were at the fiber festival again most of the day, but at the end of the day, still nothing!
We called them on Monday. Blah local tower down blah. And it just happened to coincidentally go down seconds after we got a new receiver? Hm.
Tuesday: tower up, no internet detected. Argh. Called and complained.
Today: called again. Sat and listened to terrible hold music for about half an hour. Sounds like they stretched an old Andreas Vollenweider tape, chopped it into pieces, and put it back together with masking tape.
Finally got different guy who had me unplug the antenna while he did . . . something. Then plug it back in to see if I'm connected. Whoa, magic, internet!
I'm back, hi hi hi!
Fiber festival report later while I recover from this bout of internet withdrawal.