How did we ever live without Google?

Just for fun, I thought I would check out some of my recent google searches. In addition to fun, it helps me in my goal to not let an entire week go by without posting.

"auto brightness on iphone" - I discovered that feature while plundering through my settings, and couldn't quite figure out what it meant. Yes, it seems self-explanatory, but after doing my own experiment, it didn't seem to do anything. Ergo, google search.

"biggest smelly flower" - Bean needed this information. I'm not really sure why. She asks, I google. It's a "corpse flower," if you're curious. I *really* don't want to smell one.

"phineas and ferb get busted" <------- I did not do this search. My children have learned how to work the google. They've been given instructions that they are not allowed to google anything, or watch youtube videos (learned how to work that, too) without asking. A couple of children are now busted, as well.

"Marc Roberge" - Lead singer for O.A.R. I had to see if he looked like his voice. Good god, that man's voice sends me over the edge. In a good way. *chills*

"Kay Redfield Jamison quotes" - I can't remember why I was looking this up. Kay Redfield Jamison is the author of "An Unquiet Mind," an excellent book about living, and almost not, with bipolar disorder. If you have bipolar disorder, love someone with bipolar disorder, or just want to understand someone with bipolar disorder, I can't recommend this book highly enough.

"missing desktop icons" - Farking Vista. Half of my desktop icons just stopped working one day. *click click*...nothing. So, I did a restart. Guess what? The ones that didn't work were GONE. Half of my icons just went *poof*. I can't remember what the hell they all were, so now, as I need those programs, I have to go into the Start Menu and recreate a shortcut.

"when I grow up lyrics" - I was quite relieved to find out that the Pussycat Dolls wanted "groupies" and not "boobies" when they grow up. I mean, who *doesn't* want boobies, on themselves or someone else, but I really don't want my 8-year-old singing about it. I don't really want her singing that song at all, but if she's going to, and some things I just have no control over between school and @#$%&! Kidz Bop (Thankyouverymuch McDonald's Happy Meals. Didn't see that one coming. The commercials are bad enough, but I had managed to avoid buying them despite repeated requests.), at least she's not announcing loudly that she can't wait to grow (and here's where you can add "slang words for breasts" to the google searches)(and did you know there's 138?)(Neeners? Really?) breasts.

Funny story... A lovely BFF (I told you, I'm 13! Shut up.) whom I will not name, has a daughter roughly the same age as mine, who announced recently that she can't wait to grow up and have her own boobies so she can touch them all the time. Right in the middle of laughing, I realized that she has a point. Unfortunately, when she grows up, she'll find out that it's much more fun to feel someone *else's* boobies than it is your own. I would imagine. I'm pretty sure. Any volunteers?

Today, "frottage" - This makes three times now that I've learned a new word (Okay, two. I *thought* I knew what one of them was, and I was in the ballpark.) from Figleaf. I can't remember what those other ones were, and the amount of plundering it would take to find them...wait, let me try just for fun...I know they are in a post about pockets (I apparently only remember things I don't need to know.).

Found'em! "tautologically" and "therbligs"

Go ahead...add them to *your* google searches.