My citrus tree has spider mites, a relatively mundane problem. In the course of asking that handy-little-Google-search-box (which is really a modern day oracle) how one might control spider mites, Google instead gave me this small window into our murky, heated and collective desire for control over our emotions and bodily functions. Which makes me thankful all I’m looking for is help with my spider mites.
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Hahah! That’s great. I always laugh at the things that google predicts. I’ve had more than a few, “people actually look THAT up” moments as well…
I guess you can google everything these days!
ha, that is so funny!
oh my gosh – hilarious! agreed, it puts everything into perspective!
(loved loved loved the birth announcement!!!)
Oh my! Too funny.
that is too funny!
Hahahaha!!!
Amen! :0) That’s some list!
You are so funny!
Love this. That’s so sick and funny.
hahaha! love it.
I realize I’m a bit late on commenting, but I just found this post and wanted to share a similar story. While innocently Googling “How to be more creative,” I typed “how to be” and got the following options: #1, a vampire, followed by some mundane choices like “a physical therapist,” “a firefighter.” But then, clocking in at #7 was “how to be anorexic”!
I realize I’m a bit late on commenting, but I just found this post and wanted to share a similar story. While innocently Googling “How to be more creative,” I typed “how to be” and got the following options: #1, a vampire, followed by some mundane choices like “a physical therapist,” “a firefighter.” But then, clocking in at #7 was “how to be anorexic”!