The fantasy was simple: I'd be sprawled out on the couch in the den Tuesday night, watching my man Bernie Shaw do the Election Day returns. At the same time, tapping at my laptop, I'd be editing dispatches e-mailed from TIME Daily's daring political correspondents to my desktop computer and beamed seamlessly right into my lap over my new, personal, wireless home network.
This was a moment I'd waited for. I've got a bunch of computers at home, but until now, none was networked because, frankly, it's just too damned hard. Who wants to drill holes, pull cable and figure out...
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