So, having an unexpected morning free, I thought I'd finally get around to installing Pat Gillis's digital cable box. I thought I'd also pop into her attic to drop a cable line tap into the closet behind the computer. The cable box was easy. (Except for programming its remote. Cox didn't include the right documentation for the new box they gave her.) Previously, there was a long-but-just-barely-long-enough length of coax running halfway around the living room, across a doorway, from the TV location to the computer desk. I wanted that gone before someone tripped on it.
When I poke my head behind the Christmas tree (Yeah, she hasn't taken it down yet. Pat has some understandable productivity issues, worse since the lawsuit started,) to disconnect the coax extension, I notice the other coax jack on the wall above the cable modem.. How the fuck did I miss that?
At least it saved me the trouble of having to work in the hot attic.