Sitting in Uncommon Grounds on Church Street in Burlington, drinking coffee and working on my laptop online. I'm in one of the window seats, facing the street. And yes, there is a free wireless signal here, though I'm not sure where it's coming from.
A 19ish or twentysomething woman is sitting behind me, also apparently using the signal. Suddenly a digital pop tune I've never heard starts playing. It's her cell phone. She answers it and says:
"I totally just myspaced you!"
"Nothing, I'm just coffeeing and interneting downtown."
"Not much. I was just checking email and myspacing."
"I don't know what I'm going to do. I might go to the gym. I'm about to go check my work schedule for next week."
There was more, but nothing else worth taking up space here.