Google, why won't you call? I've tried so hard to make you love me. I study everything you want me to: Page Rank, Author Rank, Adsense, AdWords, Analytics--the list goes on and on. Yet I'm still confused. You must be nice since you like penguins and pandas. So why aren't we in Sync?
You stalked me with your Street View car and took an awful picture of me while stealing my neighbors' WiFi data. I was a little flattered, though I wish I'd had time to freshen up. Then you swore it was a rogue buddy who'd done it and taught me that without a password, we're all just asking for it. But lately I feel like I'm the only one putting any effort into this relationship.
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| No fooling- Google my address and you'll see me. |
Are you trying to cut me off from my friends by dumping Google Reader? How long until you further isolate me by killiing Feedburner? You say I should concentrate on Google+ but how can I trust you when I never hear from Buzz anymore? And you couldn't let me have my pretty little iGoogle. Is it all about youGoogle?
What else must I do, Google? I love you and fear your displeasure. You know everything about me. Everything. So please, Google, unencrypt your heart.
Labels: Feedburner, Google Reader, Google Street View, humor, iGoogle, kathcom, magick sandwich, PageRank
