Bob Evans is leading the charge to bring the geriatric generation (oh those silver foxes!) access to the Internet where they want it, when they want it.

No longer confined to the bingo parlor or shuffle board range, the silver foxes can enjoy their favorite streamed Jake and the Fatman episode while they sip on coffee and munch on pie.

If you haven’t been there in a while (or ever) Bob Evans has free wireless Internet access points available at select locations.

Who says you need to be young and hip, and hang at Starbucks for a net fix?

So feel free to play that online bingo or grab a torent of the Lawrence Welk Show while your turkey and gravey is cooked up. Wunnerful! Wunnerful!

The one particularly fasinating element of this service, however, is that AT the MINUTE of restaurant closeing hour, much like the oven cooking those rolls, it gets shut down.

That’s right folks: you don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here.

Flew a Delta Boeing 757-200, SFO to SLA. My seat is in an exit row, 19b. This is quite nice, as I’ve got nothing in front of me, and the door to deplane is right in front. My row-mate, however, in 19a I’d say got the short straw. As seen in the photograph below, the emergency raft gear system sticks out into their crotch, basically negating about 75% of what would be yards of leg room (or a leg and a half). The other drawback I’m getting from this row is that there is no designated or easily accessable reading light, air jet, nor call bell. Oh, and no window peaking view for middle me, as the window seat has a pretty exclusive command over this because of positioning, and there’s nothing ahead of us, save for the 3 inch round of the exit door.

On the flip side, as the seating config on the plane is 3/2, our colleagues in exit row 18e an 18d have it nice. They still have the similar door, however, this bump isn’t doubleing as their tray table. Those would be fairly cherry seats.

Note to self: great for leg room, not so good for ammenaties, usability, and those with a sence of claustrophobia (as you stair into the bulkhead). Also, no underseat storage, of course. If given the choice, 18d would be the ticket, although I’m by no means complaining about 19b and 19c. Bonus though if you like to play footsie with the crew, with the jump seat facing my seat. Good view of first class, though, for wishful thinking.