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Okay, this was my Google Doodle today. And yes, when I click it, it takes me to a Google+ happy birthday page.

Needless to say, it’s not my birthday, but it *is* April 1st. Did anybody else get this today? Because I usually don’t lie on the birthday question, on account of you occasionally need to know what you told them and I never remember a fake one.

I suppose I’ll remember this one, anyhow.

Punt. Weekend!


Comment from Janna
Time: April 1, 2016, 11:44 pm

I lie on EVERY question. None of their damn business.

Comment from Feynmangroupie
Time: April 2, 2016, 12:45 am

You still use google? Huh.

Comment from Deborah HH
Time: April 2, 2016, 1:04 am

Apparently Google’s “April Fool’s Day” joke backfired in a big way, and Google pulled it down. Maybe the birthday thing was a substitution?


Comment from AliceH
Time: April 2, 2016, 1:41 am

I use Google search but never via their home page, so I don’t see their doodle things unless it’s both brought to my attention, and it sounds interesting enough to go look at it. In it other words, I don’t ever see their doodle things. :/

I still don’t get why folks go there vs using the search box right in the browser. Seems like useless extra steps.

Comment from Uncle Al
Time: April 2, 2016, 2:08 am

I’ve been using duckduckgo for so long I’d forgotten about the Google doodles. I don’t miss ’em – just a bit over the too cute line for my tastes.

I always use my sister’s birthday instead of my own. She doesn’t mind because I’ve never told her, and I don’t have trouble remembering my lie.

Comment from Uncle Al
Time: April 2, 2016, 2:14 am

I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned it, stoatie, but let me say Thank You for runningweasel.swf. If makes me grin every time I see it.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: April 2, 2016, 11:06 am

Because I’m often going directly to images.google.com, which also has the doodle, AliceH.

Thing is, Uncle Al, I had originally planned to animate everything in the sidebars. So it all looks normal until you mouseover it, and then it does something goofy. The header was the first step.

Unfortunately, the header taught me the pain in the ass that is mixing Flash animation and WordPress (or at least my blog — I’ve customized and probably broken some of the software ‘hooks’). And now I don’t have the Flash animation tools any more, and everybody’s using Android devices that don’t support Flash.

It would have been hella cool, though.

Comment from AliceH
Time: April 2, 2016, 2:38 pm

Ah! Images. Finally, I understand – thanks.

Comment from J.S.Bridges
Time: April 3, 2016, 2:13 am

When, on occasion, I use Google for searches (and the occasions are stringing-out, increasingly – now that I’ve got some primary ad-blocking stuff that works well, other search engines are generally in use, often enough, as I find some of them more efficient and far, far less of an annoyance than they once were), I don’t pay that much heed to their little “flights of fancy”. They’re not all that amusing – although, occasionally, one of their more-obscure/less-understandable ones will tweak me enough to investigate a bit, sometimes being actually marginally-informative as to the actual intended content.

Google Maps, OTOH, I use quite regularly – nice and helpful, mostly.

There are some good reasons not to use your correct birthday in conjunction with anything involving a “public” search engine or (especially) commonly-accessed “social media”, like Fakebook, f’r’instance – beginning with the simple fact that your correct birth-date is one of the central elements in identity theft attempts that may be made.

Forewarned is forearmed, right?…

Comment from Janna
Time: April 3, 2016, 2:26 pm

I use Bing, just because the photos are amazing, and always interesting.

Comment from mojo
Time: April 4, 2016, 3:20 pm

DDG for me, has a better response profile, most relevant up top.

Comment from Mr. Dave
Time: April 4, 2016, 4:40 pm

**nudge** **nudge**
Thou art a lazy weasel. Entertain me.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: April 4, 2016, 8:29 pm

Damn right, Mr Dave. I’m easily the laziest woman you know. My mother was lazier, but one day she just ceased to move.

I hope she was dead; I had her cremated.

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