I’m thirty thousand feet in the air, en route to New York, as I write this. Amazing how I can be hurtling through the sky in a metal tube, typing my thoughts into a computer smaller than hardcover book, beaming them through space to sit on a persistent global network of computers, and the only thing I can think is
Could the wifi be any slower?
The shot above was taken while on a karaoke outing with some coworkers the day before last. We had a private room and a lot to drink — the perfect recipe for fun karaoke times.