Terrastock V is in Boston this weekend so if you see any befuddled-looking underground music types in the nation’s airports, give ’em a break.
Anyway, I’m blogging from the floor in front of Gate 1 at Orange County’s John Wayne Airport…
How the hell is the cleaning crew suppose to vacuum the place if there aren’t any power outlets anywhere? In the space of about an hour, I’ve joined that particular subset of technological nomads who wander the traveller switching yards, constantly searching for electrical power to give their laptops enough juice to last the next leg of their journey. The sole outlet in all of terminal 1 is located at the very end of the hall, nowhere near any of the seats.
For crying out loud, it’s the 21st Century! I’ve already given up on the Moonbase I was promised. Isn’t there some viridian Nikola Tesla that’s working on laptop trickle-charger that can suck power out of the air?