Stacy Horn

Backstory: My Time Warner cable has been down since Monday due to a broken cable on the roof.

It began badly. The foreman comes up the stairs empty-handed and alone. “Where are your tools?? The technician??” “I have to verify there is a broken cable on the roof.” They know there’s a broken cable on the roof because their own technician discovered it and I sent them a picture of it. Nothing is going to get fixed. I start to sob.

But this was super foreman! We get to the roof. “Yeah, you have a broken cable,” he says then climbs over to the roof next door. I tried to stop him, I swear. I don’t want my tv that bad that someone must die for it, but he was all “I have a family, I wouldn’t do this if it was really dangerous, don’t worry, I’ve been doing this for a billion years.” He finds an extra cable, disconnects my cable from the broken cable, hooks it up to another tap and I am back in business! My internet connection slows down, but he tells me this is just a temporary solution and he will get someone back on Wednesday to fix everything properly.

A half an hour or so later he’s back with some plant guys. The plant guys look around at the mass of old, kinked and semi-brokens cables all over the roof, scream, then say everything has to be ripped out and completely redone. Before they go though, they FIX my broken cable and hook me back up. My internet connection is better but still slow but apparently all will be well next week.

Everything is back in time for the Emmy’s! I wish I had taken these guy’s names so I could laud them for the great work they did. Actually, I can get their names on Wednesday. Thank you guys.

My editor wanted a little more of me in my book about singing, so I’ve been going back and working in little bits and pieces of my life. Yesterday I managed to work in something about pigeons. We’ll see if they make the final cut, but at the moment I’m happy that pigeons might be in my book about singing.

Time Warner is supposed to be here today between 2 and 5. We shall see what happens!

The city was a beautiful orange last night at 7. This is looking up 7th Avenue.

I’m sure I’ve asked this before. I think I decided a legume is a bean, but then I read some nutritional study and it said to eat legumes and beans, so that can’t be right. Wait, I just googled it. Legumes are beans. Oh for the love of God. When did we start calling them legumes anyway? I see that they are specifically beans (and some nuts) which come in pods.

I’m still without tv, but I’m determined not to keep posting about it. I took the picture below on 9/11. These are truthers (groan) in front of St. Paul’s Chapel. I haven’t been taking pictures this week so I had to dip back. That “Danger” sign is quite beautifully designed, I have to say.

I’m editing my post because I was just struck with guilt at the idea that I might be jeopardizing someone’s job.

I sent Time Warner client relations a picture of the broken cable and begged them to call dispatch and talk to the technician who was here yesterday. They wanted to send a tech with a foreman, the foreman part was to mollify me I guess. But I asked if either of them could fix the cable on the roof and was told no, they have to verify that there is a broken cable on the roof. I reminded them that their technician was the one who found the broken cable yesterday, and that sending more people to go, “Oh yes, there’s a broken cable” would only delay actually fixing it.

Waiting to hear back.

This is a shot from Fashion’s Night Out.

Once again, editing my former post, don’t want to go to hell.

I’m not making this up. I just had the following conversation with someone from Time Warner. Not naming names.

TW: I’m reading that a technician came to your home?
Me: Yes, he switched out the box and that didn’t work so we went to the roof and found the cable was broken. He said plant had to come out and run a new cable.
TW: So you’re up and working now?

This is me at the St. Paul’s service for volunteers, first responders and recovery workers. It was a lovely service. The people at Trinity and St. Paul’s did such a great job organizing the service and the barbecue. I know that they were planning and working on this for a long time. I should also mention that the barbecue was hosted by the Todd English and The Plaza Food Hall. Thank you St. Paul’s Chapel, Trinity Church and the Plaza Food Hall!