The paper I've been writing since the dawn of time is about privacy and free expression on the Internet. Having read an article regarding privacy issues with Facebook, I decided to sign up so I'd understand the terminology. "The wall" was particularly mysterious to me. So you could say that I joined Facebook for research purposes.
Is it mere coincidence that every single ad I've seen since yesterday has been for a product that I have purchased, or that is similar to something I've purchased, or that has something to do with something I've written about online? Before yesterday, I had never been on Facebook, not even one time. So how did the Internet fairies figure out that I am the person to whom one should try to sell skincare products, and books, and swim goggles? I'm more than a little freaked out. Further research led me to this article, which led me to this list. I have some updating to do.
It's a few hours later now. I'm quite sure that s'mores are not a suitably antioxidant-rich, low-calorie, whole-grain bedtime snack for a woman in her forties, but that's what I'm eating right now. They're good for the soul. We just returned from a neighbor's backyard showing of a movie, the title of which you can guess by reading the title of this post. Try to guess without Googling, and leave your guess in the comments. Note to Matty Boy and Beckeye: No comments from you! I know that you know.