Every time I go home to my parents house I end up fixing (ie; programing) all of the televisions, vcr's an dvd players in their house. It cracks me up since I live over a 1000 miles away, and might get home twice a year. I have invented the term Techno-Impared for this syndrom. My parents aren't the only ones who have it, almost everyone I know does. It must just be that a blinking light on a vcr drives me insane so I must fix it. OK, maybe it's me after all!!