Not sure how I feel about this yet, but I'm currently blogging to you from 30,000 feet in the air, aboard a Delta flight to Utah (for the Sundance conference). It's a five-hour flight, so when I realized we were on a wi-fi plane, there was much happiness. But moments later, I thought "what about that reading I wanted to get done?" "what about the nap I could really use?" Flying in the sky was the one sanctuary from calls, emails, and general distraction. You could lose yourself for a few hours and disconnect, as if on vacation. Now, that freedom is dwindling.
You still have to pay for the wi-fi, but when you can get a ton of business done during an otherwise unproductive morning on a plane, why not do it? So, that's what has led me to this right now. I decided to split my five hours into two halves: nap the first half, then get online and catch-up on e-mails during the second half. The real craziness will start if they ever allow phone calls on planes. Imagine three different people yapping on three different phones, in one row, while you try to sleep or think? At least when we surf the Web, it's quiet.