Looking up your Google search history is super fun.
This is one of those things that I didn’t know existed because it was off my radar. Much like, are Cool Ranch Doritos kosher? No idea. But. I will after I google it.
Okay. Apparently, there’s a debate or something. Something about enzymes being emulsified and does an enzyme count as part of an animal, etc. Fascinating.
On Google Search History, you can both view a history of stuff you’ve googled, and how many times you’ve googled.
Check this out:
I googled 1,789 things last month.
Googling is the adult version of “Mommy, why is the sky blue?” This means that if Google is my “mommy,” then I am the most annoying child on the planet. On November 18th, I googled over 41 times. I may have googled more than 41 times, but Google stopped counting because November 18th was a Friday night and Google has a life.
It was like, “Maan, she’s already at 41... I’m going to get beers because this is lame.”
What are the burning questions that prompt over 1,700 googles in a month?!
Google was kind enough to offer these answers.
I looked at November 18, and it was pretty tame. I was looking everywhere that day for headscarves that wouldn’t scare people like Herman Cain, so I was technically “shopping.” Side note: my headscarves are still deemed scary.
Let’s take a look at searches that I did on a day in October:
A few things we can assume from these searches, the least surprising of which is that I can’t seem to quit the Internet for more than three hours:
1. James Dean. I bet he never Googled anything on Friday nights.
2. How to Become Famous on the Internet. Well. This is just embarrassing.
3. Jim Morrison. I wish I could say this was a guy that owes me money and, duh, it’s not that Jim Morrison, but, um, yeah. Googled Jim Morrison.
4. What does a sociologist do? South Asian parents have to start formulating objections early to career paths that don’t involve medical, law or engineering school or our heads will explode. I ask you, who wants to clean up all that math?
5. Shower. James Dean and Jim Morrison. Come on, we’re all grown ups here.
In summary, on October 1, 2011, I was a social climber obsessed with young, dead white men with “reputations,” was unsure of what sociologists do and needed forgotten data regarding showers.
The Jim Morrison thing was totally random. As anything Morrison related should be.