I opened my browser to see a new Google doodle. Something to do with cake. So I moused over it to see what was being celebrated.
Wait, what? I am today’s doodle?
And then I realized that I was logged in to Google and had no doubt entered a date of birth somewhere along the way. This was up there just for me.
Well played Google, well played.
And now everybody knows! So, Happy Birthday!
Unless of course you gave Google a wrong date, in which case, Happy Un-Birthday!
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hehe I had exactly the same experience and initial reaction on Monday ….
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I don’t think I’d eat half of those things … And what’s with the perspective?
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Happy Birthday!
(the rest of the world gets “International Women’s Day”. You win.)
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Happy Birthday! If that ever comes up for me I’ll know what fake date I put in all those years ago…
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Happy Birthday!
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Umm… better late than never. Happy Birthday, youngster.
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Haha! I have been regularly freaked out by google ever since joining G+ – it’s a scarily omnipresent service!
And a belated happy birthday to you! :)
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