[This is from Thursday, I'm slowly editing and writing about my NetSquared experience]

I'm writing this while stuffed in the back corner of a Boeing 747, and it's great. Like most times, I just couldn't justify the six hour wait before plunging into this. So, here I am, cramped and wholly uncomfortable, writing about my NetSquared experience while the elderly woman next to me consistently tracks the cursor dancing from margin to margin. It's cool, though. I'm at home entertaining an intimate audience.

I'm writing this while I sit in the passenger seat of a giant, white cargo van careening up the East Coast on route 15, so if I seem a bit distracted in tone, that's probably why. I could wait the four hours until I'm safely in the confines of my computer chair, but I don't want to lose the ideas while they're there. Well, that and I'm sort of melodramatic...