I tend to walk around these days saddled with so much stuff that I waddle like a plumber. Beeper, cell phone, personal digital assistant, laptop--sometimes I fantasize about Velcro-ing all my digitalia to bandoliers crisscrossing my chest: the Geek Rambo. Hasta la vista, baby, I say, dropping to my knees, ripping free a cell phone and speed-dialing a pizza to go...
Weren't we supposed to have "convergence" by now? The TV, telephone and computer were going to morph into one all-purpose computing, entertainment and communicating device. Instead we've got digital divergence--scores of ever smaller specialized gadgets that have insinuated themselves into...
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