Is it just me, or is New Tampa one of the worst areas to get satellite radio reception. It's starting to tick me off!
I find particularly bothersome the stretch of Cross Creek from Bruce B. Downs to Morris Bridge. Sadly, that area marks the last 6 minutes of radio listening I will usually have for the day, so it's a precious, sad, melancholy time for me.
(Okay, fine, so I maybe I love my XM radio a little too much).
But when I make that turn on Cross Creek, I know the gig is up. And without fail, the rest of my ride becomes a mish-mash of silence, silence, some talking, silence, a joke cutoff by silence, more silence, then people laughing at the joke I just missed, then silence, then...well, you get the idea.
Forget about the time I tried to hook up a home unit -- spotty reception, and I'm being kind. And there are lots of other "dead" spots along BBD (heck, I dare you to even try staying on a cell phone call when driving past where the old Tampa Brickhouse used to be. I double dog dare you, in fact).
If it weren't for so many delicious ice cream joints out this way, and the good middle schools, and my family, and my nice house, and Starbucks, and being in between two Publixes, I think I might even consider moving.
-- JOHN C. COTEY
Times staff writer
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