Never, as they say, ask what else could go wrong. We had a thunderstorm roll through here on Friday and, as I was standing in the kitchen, there was a clap of thunder so loud that I literally jumped about a foot. No power outage but I quickly realized that my CenturyLink modem had been fried. So no internet connection or TV. My neighbor stopped by a bit later to tell me that he had seen the lightning strike Mimi’s big hole in the backyard. (Mimi has since taken the fifth when questioned about said hole.) Anyway, by the time the CenturyLink tech arrived on Saturday, I had identified three lightning casualties: the modem, the cable box connected to the bedroom TV and an older model Roku player connected to the bedroom TV. The first two were replaced by the tech. A replacement for the Roku player should be here in a couple of days. All good. Right?
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