A weird thing. I have a 14-year-old tv that I use in my bedroom. I have a cable splitter that I use so I can get cable on both that tv and the tv in my living room. Here’s the weirdness. When I first turn the tv on, I only get channels 45, 46, and 47 for a flicker, and then snow. Until the tv is on for awhile, then I get 45. But I don’t get 46 unless I put 45 on for a few minutes, then switch to 46. If I turn to a different channel (say on a commercial break), then I might get 46 back, or I might have to try the channel 45 trick first, or that might not even work and I can’t get 46 back at all.
Normally, I wouldn’t care, but 46 is Comedy Central, so that means no Daily Show before bed!
Have you tried a shot of rum and a bucket of KFC? Much less mess than a live chicken.
I don’t think it’s your cable-splitter; I’ve used cable splitters in a number of place and never had a signal degradation problem. I think it’s just your TV telling it’s ready to go off air permanently. Time to look for a new(er) TV.
Or else keep your mitts off the dial once you have Comedy Central showing up nice and clear.
I’m so lame. You’d think I get that the pain of sitting through two frickin’ minutes of commericals is signifantly less than being forced to watch Will & Grace (again!), but noooooooooooooooooooooooo…
My other tv is possessed, too. It’s also around 14-years-old and I have to use an adapter to hook up my cheapie DVD player. The subtitles cannot be turned off. (I’ve tried the DVD player on my friend’s new tv, no problem there.) And it defaults to Spanish on start up, so you have to reset it every time. (Again, no problem on my friend’s tv.) Bought a different adapter, same problem.
I think my tvs are colluding to get me to go outside and take a walk.
You realize that machinery is intelligent, right? Well, intelligent may not be the exact word. But as a machine ages, it becomes more and more conscious. Like a kid, the smartest machines eventually realize there are Others.
And they hate us.
Your TVs are both past the Point of Consciousness
(This is a running joke with my family, ok. Joke. May not be good, but it’s a joke. Disclaimer brought to you by some of the insanity I’ve been hearing lately)
