The inevitable wifi complaint

We’re up in the nosebleeds in the Fleet Center all bitching about the flakey wifi. I’ve finally got my connection working (apparently), by making up a suitable IP number (and changing it when the DHCP server reassigns mine to someone else).
At one of the two bloggers’ breakfasts I attended this morning there were cameramen looming over my shoulder filming me typing on my laptop. They probably thought I was blogging, but I was actually practicing an ancient art known as “taking notes” (in this case, in VoodooPad, my favorite hypertext scratchpad).
I was thinking “does this make good TV?” So I typed it – don’t know if the camera picked it up.
I’ve also now been interviewed by someone from Comcast and someone from eWeek.