Economic Up-Date: Oh Lord, Won't You Buy Me A Hi-Def DirecTV Receiver?

We were recently on a major arterial in a working-class neighborhood of Los Angeles, & are pretty damn sure that along a twenty numerical block stretch every third apt. bldg. had a "For Rent" or "For Lease" sign on the patch of lawn in front, or a banner offering "Great Move-In Deals," etc. Indeed, a bldg. on the very block where our bunker might be located offered a free flat-screen telebision to new tenants.

In that vein, our landlord, a corporate entity, which has its share of advertising on the edifice (& takes loony welfare cases like us) has now offered one & all Absolutely Free DirecTV, which we have cheerfully accepted. The operative word is free, of course: For a tenant's nothing, s/he gets a standard definition signal (not too hot on Sony's far-from-finest screen, even w/ S-Video cable) from some of the local broadcast channels, & more free channels of shopping, Jesus H. Christ & shopping w/&/or for Mr. Christ & His self-appointed earthly representatives than you could shake a stick at, & believe us, you'll want to. Many if not most of the family-friendly channels, as well. It's like home-schooling.

The obvious expectation is that added channels (that people might actually want to watch) will be ordered by the tenant/sucker. We'll see.

And, if you hadn't figured it out, we have to catch up on our C-SPAN2 & NASA Channel viewing (Added bonus: Not having to blow US$5.00/mo. for those & Bloomberg from Time-Life-Money-WarnerCable.) meaning only Uras items in this space for the foreseeable future (which is not that long, in our case).

Currently Rocking:

Six remotes, one mouse