I’m sitting here waiting for my flight to Albuquerque via Phoenix and decided to use the time to get some much needed work squeezed in. (The work of a Publisher is really never ever done. There’s ALWAYS a million things to do. Unfortunately. On the one hand, it keeps life interesting. On the other hand, it’s a pain in the ass.) Anyway, when I popped my laptop open—whoa!—lo and behold I discovered that Oakland Airport now has free wifi. HALLELUJAH! THANK YA JAYSUS! I’m pretty sure they didn’t have it last year … although I could be wrong. Nope. I just asked the dude next to me and he said it was fairly new.
Go, Oakland Airport!
(Warning: Mental left turn. >>> Have you noticed that laptop plugger-inners congregate around electrical outlets the way smokers do outside buildings? It’s an instant, if brief and temporary, bond. For a bunch of strangers, plugger-inners are fairly considerate folk. I wonder how many relationships have been struck due to plug-in proximity in a public place? Are there folks who have become life long friends, partners, lovers? Or is it just ships passing in the recycled-air-filled terminal? Hey, this is the way my mind works. It wanders. I can’t help it.)
That’s it. This public announcement is over. You may resume your life. Thank you for not smoking.