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To: Clarksterh who wrote (40327)	9/10/1999 4:48:00 AM
From: gdichaz	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 152472

Clark: Yes every lesson from you and qdog helps me (I will speak only for myself) try to fight my way through the complexities of "wireless fiber", the big pipes for data in the last mile. And whether CDMA (and therefore the Q) has a place in that or not. So far, what I think I have learned is that the jury is still out. CDMA may be useful, but may not. In any event, wireless delivery of data is going to be huge. There will clearly be a major role for CDMA in narrowband data delivery and this will be in several ways: use of current phone frequencies for voice and data use of current phone frequencies for data separately (parallel or side by side use) use of new frequencies (maybe in the US, certainly outside the US) How am I doing so far? Clark? qdog? Would appreciate comments and corrections. Since I am convinced wireless data and the nexus of wireless and the internet (and other fiber) is the crucial area of explosive growth over the next decade, I for one am interested in learning as much as I can about this "stuff" (as Mike Doyle would say - "technical lingo, no?") Chaz

To: Clarksterh who wrote (40327)	9/10/1999 9:53:00 AM
From: qdog	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 152472

A guy walks into a bar and sits down. After a few minutes, he starts dialing numbers like a telephone, but on the back of his hand. He then flips his hand over and starts talking into the palm of his hand. The bartender walks over and tells him that this is a very tough neighborhood and he doesn't need any trouble from weirdos. The guy says, "You don't understand. I'm very hi-tech. I had a phone installed in my hand because I was tired of carrying the cellular." The bartender says "Prove it!" so the guy dials up a number and hands his hand to the bartender. The bartender talks into the hand and carries on a brief conversation. "That's incredible," says the bartender. "I would never have believed it!" "Yeah," said the guy. "I can keep in touch with my broker, my wife, you name it. By the way, where is the men's room?" The bartender directs him to the men's room. The guy goes in, and 5, 10, 20 minutes go by, and he doesn't return. Fearing the worst, given the violence in the neighborhood, the bartender goes into the men's room. The guy is spread-eagle against the wall. His pants are pulled down, and he has a roll of toilet paper shoved up his butt. "Oh my god!" said the bartender. "Did the locals rob you? Are you hurt?" The guy casually turns around, and says: "No I'm OK. I'm just waiting for a fax."