HDTV

For the past twelve years, we've subscribed to satellite TV with its myriad channels, but recently we let it lapse.  So I went out and bought an indoor HDTV antenna at the Futureshop near Keele & St. Clair.  We now get Toronto's local stations free in all their HDTV glory, and Buffalo stations when the weather is good.  Moira was pleased, because Margaret was worrying that Father would get bored without TV.

After finishing the second-last season of Breaking Bad, we watched Ken Burns' two-part documentary The Dust Bowl on Netflix.  It made good use of first-hand accounts from people who were children at the time. (Moira's only problem with these shows is that she has trouble staying awake in the evening.)

This evening we saw Ron Howard's movie Frost/Nixon.  It was better than I expected.  Lately I've been a bit curious about the year 1974 and reading about that year's news items and hit songs. (I recall that Mother felt sorry for Nixon.)

John fixed up the new overhead light for my room. (All that was left to do was some plastering around the old light's fixture.) The new light's very convenient.