Good grief Charlie Brown, The Curse of Oak Island (not the one in the NJ Meadowlands with a huge railroad yard on it) is about as unreal as unreality TV gets. The REAL money is not in some fabled pit, it's in the TV show they're milking to death. Well, it's one of the few shows I can stomach while eating. (;->) Counting Cars is however one that gets me all choked up and changing channels. It's such a pity how instead of restoring classics they chop them all to hell making rat rods out of them. I'm no Motorhead, (a Heavy Metal band) but I do know a thing or three about classics, many had balls under the bonnet and only need restoration to run the pants off today's plastic computers on wheels.
Oh yes please DO dump Dish for cable! We had it here until it got dumped for one even worse, anything satellite including Hughes Network for Internet craps out in rain and snow that disperses microwaves. That's where the old 8ft steerable BUD (Big Ugly Dish) shone like the sun, it and the old AT&T telephone relays with horns had sufficient gain to hold their own in the worst weather. Here's the thing about cable TV and high speed Internet, it all comes off of satellites BUT the down links come off of fixed 8ft BUDs and they too hold their own in the worst weather.
Here's one of those offers you BETTER refuse, Dish gives pets and perks when you get friends to sign up, the more the merrier... NOT! "What's this bull shit you conned me into? Every heavy rain or snow causes my TV to fail! @$%*!!! Some friend you are, with friends like you who needs enemies?!" Yep, the "friend" who borrows your shit and doesn't give it back is the one who deserves Dish, MUAHAHAHAAAaaa. Then as soon as that's done dump Dish and go with cable, then you can rewrite David Knopfler, 357 Channels And Nothing On.
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