Creative Psychosis

One positive thing I can say about getting older is that every year, new technology continues to amuse me. I say this right now, because I am blogging from within the JetBlue terminal at JFK Airport in Queens, New York. Usually when I’m waiting for a plane, I feel disconnected among the mass of strangers. Not this time.

No, this time I’m lucky enough to be sitting in a wireless hotspot with my laptop. Thus I’m able to broadcast (so to speak) out into the blogosphere. It’s strange in a classic sense, and yet very liberating from the usual boredom I feel while waiting. I guess it helps that my laptop has these capabilities. My previous one did not.

Of course, when the JetBlue wireless page loaded up, I have absolutely no idea what terms and conditions I agreed to. Since it was about 20 pages worth of legal jargon, I’m assuming it was just the standard spiel. But I joked that maybe it said that blogging from an airport terminal is illegal.

Maybe the catch is that I’m being monitored right now… that if I use a flagged word like bomb or terrorist, a pack of black clothed SWAT guys will rush out from a secret door, and escort me to their detention center where thick mustached men will shine a spotlight in my face and blow cigar smoke in my eyes. Or maybe I’m just being paranoid. Hopefully it’s just a good imagination at work.

So I’m just a half hour away now from boarding. Then, it’s off to Puerto Rico where, unlike New York, it’s a comfortable 72 degrees (27 degrees warmer than JFK). In addition to chilling out and meeting all of the S-Rod familia, I hope to (A) get the pale gringo a mild tan, and (B) fill the Canon with at least 100 pictures. But since this is my first visit, I will be content that all have a good time, and arrive without incident. Peace.