Yesterday our TV reached critical mass. It was already kind of complicated, what with the TV, DVD player, VCR, x-box, PS2 and sound system all enjoying a kind of symbiotic relationship with each other. Due to a lack of inputs, there were some interesting connections - for example, the X-box connected to the TV and the sound system via the VCR/DVD player (which itself requires two connections to the TV due to the digital nature of DVDs and the analogue nature of VHS). Still following? Well, yesterday we decided to take our part in the digital revolution by way of the purchase of a digital set-top box.
Unfortunately, it was necessary to sacrifice the PS2 to the gods of RCA connections in order to make digital TV a reality in our house. Fear not though - I believe that through a combination prayer and the purchase of an optical cable it will be possible to reinstate the PS2. The real problem came when I attempted to watch the TV this morning over breakfast.
It is now necessary to not only find, but also operate four remote controls in order to watch TV in our house. Not to watch videos, or DVDs or operate the sound system (although these all require their fair share of remotes), but to simply watch TV (in all its digital glory, amen).
In other news, I narrowly averted vehicular catastophe today when my car ran out of oil. Ten years of being driven to the shops and back has left the poor Barina ill-prepared for the 80km a day it's being driven these days. Fortunately, I've killed a car through oil-attrition before, so I recognised the signs early on (the temperature gauge pointing to the red section is generally a dead give-away) - although there was some brief confusion when we opened the bonnet to discover that everything is labelled in German. The prognosis is good though - we put 4L of oil into it and all the water we had with us, but the engine didn't overheat again for the rest of 15km trip home. Praise be to German engineering.
Until next time...
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