LAS VEGAS--I was sitting in my window seat ready to fly out to CES 2013 when something large and soft landed in my lap.
It was a bingo wing.
A floppy human tricep had somehow bounced onto me without so much as an "Excuse me."
It belonged to a man who was possessed of a bumpered iPhone, a protected iPad and the uncovered manners of a drunken Gollum.
Yes, this was my seat mate, and he'd stumbled a little as he tried to sit. He was holding two gadgets, you see.
Seat mates are like lovers. You … Read more