Friday, May 20, 2011


He realized his grasp on the technology was tenuous. Everything was HDMI; analog (which he’d understood) was dead as a dodo. The hook-up options were impenetrable, the manual no help. From cable box to TV, or through the amp then to the TV? The Blu-ray (already obsolete) had to connect somewhere, too. The speakers were wireless and needed their own power source. When everything ran it’d draw about a kilowatt – if he ever got it running.
     He remembered the clock on his parents’ VCR that flashed eternal noon.
     He just had to get this right before the kids got home.


  1. Fear and loathing in Mississauga.

  2. Ah, he should have just waited for the kids to fix it.


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