Doh! Apparently, I'm a little remiss in my online reading. Just noticed that one of my favorite bloggers is changing venues. Mr. Gillmor, good for you. I'll be keeping tabs on your musings, even though I know they'll depart from the high-tech world. Fortunately, though, his current entry is a fun one about Bill Gates and intellectual property.
Anyone with a wireless card knows that Starbucks is good for more than a caffeine pick-me-up these days. But here's an angle I hadn't considered. Why not juice up your notebook? Honestly, I hadn't even considered this because I thought it might be rude. Heck, though, the hunt for outlets usually guides where I sit in airports between flights.
I have heard rumblings about this question: when to forbid those camera phones from entering your place of work or fitness. This is
a thoughtful piece on the subject. You've probably noticed signs in places like airport customs areas that forbid camera usage, for obvious reasons. My Treo, of course, has a camera in it. But the quality of the pictures is so awful I don't know how it could be considered dangerous. Still, people are talking about it.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. I find it hard to believe this story is real, but I'll point to Simson Garfinkel's tidbit about a woman who had the remote control for her brain implant stolen (along with her purse).