One-hundred and fifty dollars was our last Comcast cable bill – and we don’t get HBO, Showtime or Stars. The mortgage payment on my first house was just $107, so it grated me to see a bill like this. What particularly irked me was they recently dropped the ME/TV channel that we often watched for the old shows. Plus, Comcast was too cheap to sign on to the ACC Network, so we couldn’t watch UVA football games last fall.
My daughter Laura said she could save us a bundle if we signed on to Hulu. Hulu is not a Hawaiian dance as I first thought, but some kind of wireless gizmo that lets you see tons of channels and costs less than $60 a month. But a certain knowledge of technology is required to subscribe to Hulu – so that left me out.
Laura, however, said she would help us (meaning do it herself) but first we had to have “smart” TVs. As far as I’m concerned, they are all smart. How they snatch imaginary pictures out of thin air and then put them on a screen right before your eyes is pretty damned smart in my opinion. But Laura said we needed really “smart” TVs, so we got two.
Laura sent us a little instructional video on how to set it up, but I quickly ran out of valium and had to call her for advice. Slowly but surely she walked us through the set-up and now we have Mr. Hulu in our bedroom and den.
We get an exceptional picture and thousands of TV and movie choices with none of this “Rent for $8.99” even though you’re paying $150 a month.
I feel liberated. To hell with cable TV.