you can look it up. I think I used a link I found on facebook. You can change it if you want to. That's what you need to do IM (I just typed your old name there -for the umpteenth time....)-tell it you're a 22 year-old supermodel running an animal sanctuary and see what it comes up with.

Google yourself and see what personal information comes up.

Fortunately no info comes up, apart from my Facebook profile which has next to nothing on it. But Google still has an opinion of me as a user based on what I search, what websites I go on, etc. I research a lot of really random things for the stories I write, which probably confuses it.

Who google thinks you are

Apparently Google now thinks I'm an 18-24 year old female. That's quite a change.

Pamela, are you jealous of my transformation? :lol:

....but why aren't I seeing ads full of hunky men? Explains all those shoe ads that have been popping up, though. Why would I want two pairs of shoes a month for $40? Are they insane?

.....Maybe I should go check my daughter's search history.... :lol:

What's weird...yesterday I was emailing from my google account, kidding about becoming a dog pooper scooper. Next to the inbox list there is a "learn more about..." section and it had listed "pooper scooper."

Now how in the heck does google know about that? They even snake your gmail? That's unsettling to me.

What happens if I have email sex? "Learn more about...heaving bosom." "Learn more about...turgid pillar of manhood."

Yeesh.

I long ago gave up the idea that anything do online is ever confidential in any way ....

That's weird, Google apparently doesn't think I'm anything in particular. Unless I am missing something on that page that supposedly tells you who Google thinks you are.
Anyway, I don't really imagine that stuff online is truly private either. To be honest you'd have to be crazy to think that it is.

Once I made a joke on gmail. Next thing I knew...the whole world was laughing!

Just dropping in to say hi.
I've come to my brother's to check on a delivery, so I'm in and out. Got to get back home to change the cats over.

Tried to hook up the router yesterday. Grrrrr. I feel like some silly '40s housewife who is confused by these thingamijigs called plugs and cables... The instructions make it look so easy, but of course what I have in my house looks nothing like the illustrations. So I have had to ask Stevo to come round at the weekend to sort it out. Which is embarrassing.

The 'rents are home tomorrow midnight and I will be back online sometime before Monday.

Try not to elect Santorum in my absence, mmm-kay?

Umm ... that was always Gmail's business plan. Scan your emails for keywords and provide targeted advertising, bill the advertisers. How else does a free email service get so damn rich?
Google and facebook work on the same principle.
The recent change is that they are now cross-referencing the information from google, gmail, youtube etc to build a fuller picture of you, for better targeting of ads.

Nothing on line is private. Sometimes a bit hard for Joe Public to see, but the companies that run these services have you in their databases.

If you don't want to share it with the world, don't post it online anywhere.

I imagine that you're a 22-year-old model (but just a regular model, with no super powers), with a great personality and your own sanctuary full of edible animals.

Please don't destroy my fantasy.

I want not to want this thing so badly..... :(

I don't either. What thing?

My mom and I took a painting class last night. Well, that isn't my hidden talent.

1) baton twirling--scratch
2) dance--scratch
3) unbelievably rich--scratch
4) black--scratch
5) singing--scratch

Sorry Ma. :lol:

There's still comedy. ;)

pyramid apricot ale is da bomb! :p: