It is the eve of my birthday, and you want to know something weird?
Google knows it’s my birthday today (tomorrow in America I’m assuming).
They wished me a happy birthday when I booted up the old internet-machine.
This is touching in a nice, quaint way. It’s also terrifying. The KNOW it’s my birthday for God’s sake!
Google is Skynet. None of us are safe from the all-knowing Google Wehrmacht!