I am fond of saying that only doctors and pornstars actually need to be together to do their jobs.  An indelicate oversimplification perhaps, but the point is that most travel is business related and unnecessary. 

I am writing this post from my front porch while drinking coffee with my neighbor who is an executive at a software company.  Traditionally, we would both be sitting in our respective offices after spending two hours shaving, dressing and commuting to office buildings where we would be silently ignoring a bunch of other people who went through the same ritual only to find themselves silently ignoring us.  Continue reading “Telecommuting”