I love living in the age of Google. The world and all of its answers are at my fingertips. I can look up ANYTHING! Today I looked up where to find good New York style pizza, and found a small dive run by a true New Yorker and then I immediately Googled their menu and directions on how to get there. Thank you, Google.
Then there are the times that I Google things that I shouldn’t. Like my little “are there water snakes in Texas?” search. I know there are snakes in Texas, but I had never seen it in writing, and let’s be real, Google doesn’t just give the facts, it gives so much more. I heard about the man who swam into a swarm of a mother snake and 60 of her babies. Do snakes really have 60 babies? I was too afraid to Google it and find out! I read about small snakes, many snakes, poisonous snakes, even a seven foot snake that cornered some woman’s poor dog and her neighbor had to come kill it with a hoe. Do my neighbors have hoe’s?? All this in the great state of Texas according to Google. The likelihood of my taking a dip any time soon? Rapidly falling.
I had to Google roaches this week. Why? Well I found one in my living room and I needed to know how to prevent ever seeing one again. I turned to Google, who told me what to buy, where to place it, but also informed me of every roach horror story and a number of very graphic photos of the disgusting creature.
So I’m not sure how I feel about Google right now. I’ll be eating great pizza, but I’m afraid to step out of my house for fear of what creature I might encounter.