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I’m still waiting for Comcast to come and, with any luck, remove my TV from its cable box’s clutches. They were supposed to be here between 11 a.m. and 2 p.m., which means I really could have spent the morning searching for this elusive black scarf I’ve been beaking about or, oh, doing anything else.

(Oh, and to the person who just prank called me to tell me you love my Web site … I know it was you, and I know you can’t get enough of me. Also, prank calls stopped being funny in the 1990s.)

Basically, this Motorola cable box, via an HDMI cable, has sort of taken over the TV. The TV won’t even turn on without the cable box being with it. When I called Comcast on Thanksgiving Day, the guy immediately knew what I was talking about, and said he’d taken a few calls on it. It’s some odd compatibility issue because my TV was made in 2007 and these new HDMI cables aren’t 100 percent good to go with the boxes. He said in that case, the cable box’s signal overrides the TV’s signal, and the only way to fix it is to get your TV’s remote and try that way.

Oh, except the remote hasn’t been seen since I’ve been in Maryland. I’m not even 100 percent sure it made the trip from West Virginia. But, Mom to the rescue … one will arrive at my office next week.

So, Comcast just called and he’s here. I’ll provide live team updates.

Update 1, 12:47 p.m.: I let this guy in the apartment complex gate 10 minutes ago. I live in the building right by the gate. I can only presume maybe he’s in his car eating lunch first.

Update 2, 12:52 p.m.: The tech is mystified. Great.

Update 3, 1:04 p.m.: “This is definitely your TV. This isn’t the cable box.” Me: “Then why did your guy on Thanksgiving Day tell me it was the cable box?” Tech: “I don’t know, I’ve never seen this before.”

Update 4, 1:11 p.m.: The tech is gone, with a “Sorry about your luck, but it’s definitely your TV.” FML. Thanks for breaking my TV, Comcast.

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