
yesterday, i was done messing with the furnace fixing and went inside to watch some “sat-dish” (i just made that up). i was flipping around, hoping hbo would be on, but it wasn’t and then i noticed that none of our regular channels were working either. every screen said: “searching for signal.”
crap. my first thought was that some marauding assclown stole our dish. nope, it was still on the wall. then i noticed some white cable exposed in the area where i buried it underground. all i thought was: “oh no, daisy strikes again!”
sure enough, that cable was nicely chewed into. dug up and munched on, daisy style. rather than calling a satellite repair person and waiting 5 days for someone to repair it, we went to harbor freight and bought a cable stripper and end fitting tool. within 20 minutes, i had the chewed part cut out and reconnected. nice try, daisy.
damn, it feels good to be a gangster.


