I’m writing bow from a cruising altitude of 39,000 feet, thanks to wi-fi service now on AirTran.

This, I hardly need clarify, makes me almost giddy.

Now I can finally use ubiquitous Internet access like the security blanket it is, and on those rare occasions I might still find myself offline, just break down crying as if suddenly and unexpectedly deprived of the free use of, say, an arm.