Time to get cranky with google. Although cranky if you're in Tasmania means mad, as in nuts not cranky as in irascible which is the meaning I . . . mean. Futile! (I hear you cry). Yes of course, but all the same. . . .
Do you get the impression there is something of a desperate attempt by the big search engines to corral us all into ever decreasing circles in order to get a better handle on us? Gee I do. And because I am a belligerent, suspicious, obstructionist when it comes authorities arbitrarily wielding power and an iconoclast, I am not playing. This is not the reason btw, that I have reverted to the original blogger interface. Dynamic views which was fun for a while, did not allow for third party functionality, as they say in the biz, and so I reverted back to the original old blog view and deleted most of the third party functionality while I was at it anyway. Right. Glad to get that sorted.
Perhaps Mars in Virgo is hitting google HQ too, and they realise that it's all getting a bit out of hand trying to collect data on us all when we're all so over the shop (unintended pun) and it would be a whole lot less messy if we had just the one account with all our various web presences linked to it. I imagine something like this is going on. Not wishing to seem like a horrid ingratiate, I am indeed well pleased and grateful to have a free blog and a free email account, but I'm not stupid either and know full well that the only reason google can run appropriate ad content that is uncannily relevant to the private emails I am reading is because while not a human as such, an algorithmically charged bot is busily scanning my private emails for key words. At first this shocked me when gmail pulled like a rabbit out of a hat, all my gmail contacts who have facebook accounts, which for me was reason enough not to play the facebook game.
Anyway rant ends here. Continue on, nothing to see here. Normal programming will resume at some point in the not too distant future.