Screw all of you with blackberries, I’m in my friend’s car and sitting in traffic. We’re on the campus wireless before we get too far away and so I can surf the web while sitting here. Light changed, gotta run.
I’m replying from my bicycle on a very busy thoroughfare. Pedalling powers my rugadized laptop mounted on my handlebars. I balance well so I can type while riding. There is some rough pavement ahead so I better go.
I’m currently about 1,000 feet in the air plummeting towards the ground, and I thought I’d post at the SDMB. It’s pretty cool up here. Oops, time to open my chute, talk to you all later.
I’m posting from a shark cage about 30 feet under water. Unfortunately, wireless doesn’t work down here, so I replaced my air line with a network cable. So far it seems to be wor
HELLO! I can hardly hear you…Yes, I’m on the train. THE TRAIN. I don’t have a wireless laptop but I do have a really, really long network cable. I reckon it can get me as far as Paddingt—errchhh!
Houston? Experiment number 244A: this wireless connection succesfully reaches all the way up here in the ISS! How cool is that? Over.