…it was so bad the past two days, I never even got out of bed…I just couldn’t. Instead, I just laid there and watched TV and tried not to gack too much.

We need a new TV for the bedroom. For one thing, the remote control no longer works, which is annoying. And it’s not the remote itself…buying a new one didn’t work. Mike opened up the TV to see if there was dust or cat hair or anything inside it which would keep the remote from working. There was, he cleaned it all out, closed it up, and neither remote worked.

There’s nothing wrong with the actual TV other than that, but we’ll be having to switch to HD soon enough, so we’ll be looking for one of those. I don’t know anything about these TVs, about stuff like HDMI switches and all. But I guess we’ll have to learn.

I don’t think we’re going to do anything crazy…such as see a commercial for a cheap one at Mall*Wart for Black Friday, and get up at the crack of dawn and risk life and limb to get one.  We’ll go at some more sane time of the year to look for one.

It just sucks to be without a clicker when you’re sick.  You end up watching a lot of really bad TV because you’re too sick to get up to change the channel!