Transplanting a Seattleite

http://ideas.time.com/2014/02/24/how-i-quit-google/

Go ahead and read what Ms. Angwin has to say. I'll wait.

She is so worried about the privacy of her online searches, that after sharing them with the world in a Time magazine article, she decides to switch to using DuckDuckGo instead.

I have no particular issues with DuckDuckGo; I have used it a few times myself.

But when I worry about someone finding out about something I'm searching on, I don't blog about it. I'm going to assume that this makes sense to neurotypical people, and it is only my literal minded lack of a sense of humor that causes me to find the thinking behind this article hysterically funny.

Watching the YouTube video for Sylvester's 1978 "You Make Me Feel (Mighty Real)" is a dozen different kinds of awesome.

ETA: "Grace Jones turned decisively mannish as she instructed her lover in the not-so-fine points of anal sex to "pull up to my bumper baby / in your long back limousine.""

Here's what wikipedia has to say on the subject:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pull_Up_to_the_Bumper

which points in turn to:

http://news.qthemusic.com/2008/12/grace_jones_laughs_off_bumper.html

"And, perhaps predictably, the star was asked about the meaning behind her top 20 hit which includes the line “grease it/spray it/let me lubricate it” which is widely thought to be all about anal sex.

But Jones, aged 60, laughed off the idea. “I don’t think it’s necessarily about that. I think it means whatever you want it to. Because I kind of like the doggy position myself, but that doesn’t mean it’s going up me arse.”"

I don't hear anything in the lyrics to distinguish between doggy p-v, anal, or even http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Intercrural_sex, but I can be kinda blind to some metaphors.

ETAYA: Wow. I don't think I have ever heard "Come Again" by the Au Pairs. It's kind of hard to listen to without tensing up. And not in a good way. It is indeed clever, but I'm not sure that's why I listen to music. Yeesh.

T. would like me to blog about today's activities. T. went to the Concord Cheese Shop with me, to pick up two bottles of Domaine Drouhin that they ordered for me. He then waited in the car while I went across the street to buy a really cool lamp I had been thinking about since I first saw it about a week and a half earlier with my houseguest. Then we went home. Later, all four of us went to open gym. Then R. and T. went to Johnny Rockets while A. and I went home. R. and T. went to CostCo. We watched some Team Umizoomi and parts of the Despicable Me movies.

I've been working on our grocery order for a trip we are taking in a few weeks; I am never happy about the bread selection in Florida. That's just the way it seems to work out. But other than that, I think I've got it all in, other than beer; I'm having trouble finding a 6 pack of something R. and I both like. I may resort to buying a 12 pack, but that feels like overkill for the amount of time we will be there, particularly after factoring in a few meals out.