Dish and spoons, part 2. Oh, and speaking of spoons.

So, as you all know, I've canceled my Comcast. That was Wednesday. A few interesting things have yet transpired since that fateful day called Wednesday.

Because I am now without cable access, I wonder what I will watch between now and Dish Network-time. But, I still have my DVR box plugged in. So it occurs to me. What has become of all the shows I recorded?

Alas, they are still stored on my DVR. And I can watch them.

Awesome.

But here comes the interesting part.

I had a ton of old episodes of Sex and the City recorded, and I had deleted them all, because I'd seen them a million times. So, imagine my surprise when I next accessed my DVR, and new episodes of Sex and the City had been recorded. How is this happening? In fact, other series recordings I have set up still are recording episodes.

This is both awesome and not awesome. Awesome in the fact that even with my channels inaccessible, I still have crap to watch.

Not awesome in the fact that my cable may not in fact be really, completely shut off, and I'm possibly still being charged.

Fast forward to the next day. I turn the TV on to watch something I've saved. Imagine my surprise (again) when I'm now watching the Fresh Prince of Bel Air on TBS (very funny).

Huh?

Now something is whack. I check to see if other channels work -- they don't. So, what guy in Comcast land thinks it would be funny to mess with me -- to keep recording shows and tease with me with only TBS.

Not sure what I'm going to do about that. the Dish guy comes tomorrow.

So begins another workweek. I had an awesome weekend with friends and movies, at the Belcourt getting pegged by flying plastic spoons during delightfully wretched "The Room" (I totally recommend this) and then at the Nashville Film Festival seeing the complete works of Jamie Travis and then "Hipsters" (also way recommended). I also enjoyed an evening of hilarity at Dave and Buster's, which is a fascinating place in terms of demographics.

Hope everybody has a largely banana-free day. That's what I'm asking for.

Could you lie and say you love me just a little? -- Alison Krauss