The smug guy sitting next to me on the 7 pm Acela to Providence, yakking into his iPhone and reading my screen is now a little confused because I started flipping through my Tivo and watched a Russian movie on IFC before channel surfing to the episode of South Park where Cartman learns how to eat with his butt.
I love Wireless WAN (especially when someone else pays for it) and Slingbox.
It’s magic! There’s no wires! How does he do it? Why is he now writing about me?
I wish the Boeing Connexion internet service still was offered on airplanes, I’d try to watch my tube on the way to Beijing at the end of the month.