In which I get dirty with $latex \LaTeX$
In which modern life is rubbish
In which I moan about US companies and their shipping policies
In which I fit a lock
In which we get some culture
In which I listen to Feynman
In which I plug a TV show
In which we get busy
I have internet access wherever I go. At home, easy.
At work? No problem.
Out and about? Well, there's always Starbucks. As such, I have a mobile that isn't "smart" by any definition and an iPod touch. The times I can't get online, I either shouldn't (e.g. the cinema!) or don't want to.
Occasionally there is wifi at exhorbitant rates and I won't use that. (Hotels take note: if you charge for wifi, I won't stay with you, free wifi is one of the things I look for, right between 'tea and coffee making facilities' and a means of washing).
Right now, I'm on a train. Not a swish train with wifi, it's a regular commuter train. No connection for me.
I want to check my email. I feel... .... disconnected. This happens from time to time, but enough to justify 30 quid a month for a smartphone? Nah.
The fast of thought will wonder: How is it that I'm reading this? That's the wonder of a bluetooth keyboard, an iPod touch and a WordPress app which allows offline writing.