Themes and Snarkiness

I discovered two Google "related" products that I am now in love with.

Yesterday, my Gmail account magically asked me what "theme" I would like. I love my gmail account for many reasons, and technically, I don't need a pretty background, but I'm not going to say no. I wasn't totally enthralled with the options. Most are just color scheme, much like you can have the same Windows set up in different colors. I was very interested in the "Tree" theme that supposedly changes based on the location you input, when I couldn't actually get the tree to change*, I quickly lost interest in this theme. I wasn't exactly wowed by any of them (says the woman who has yet to find a blog template that she is completely happy with either), but I really like the personalization aspect. I spend more time looking at my Gmail account than any other website, so at least I can pick the color.

What made me even happier, however, was Let Me Google That For You.** This site is designed for all of those who are too lazy to look something up themselves. It's snarky and passive agressive, but it's also genius. It basically provides a link that you can share with the offending lazy party that not only provides the actual Google results, but also provides an annimation that demonstrates the very complex process of conducting a Google search. This makes me wonder if I should devote my break to developing a "Here let Me Check the Syllabus For You" service that demonstates a similar skill.

Yay, for Google products that don't actually serve any function purpose, but make me happy.

Notes:
* Update: I finally figured this out. The tree does not change, the weather at the top changes, but it only changes if Google recognizes your city. Even though it appears to accept lots of places, if you put in the nearest "large" city, it seems to work better.
**This is not actually a Google product.

Dreams

Apparently pregnant women dream more than normal people. While normally my dreams are not interesting enough tell you all, I had to make an exception since this one involved a large number of my readers and was exceptionally bizarre.

M, cfa, jcampbell, B, and I are all sitting in Chilli's in Washington, DC (where we all apparently now live) discussing what cfa is going to do next year. Somewhere in the midst of this conversation M tries to convince cfa that before she leaves MHS, she needs to pass out M's leftover Obama stickers as prizes. After a lenghty discussion about whether or not stickers are appropriate for highschoolers*, cfa casually says, "I really think it might be weird since the Obama girls are coming to MHS next year and they might think that stickers are weird."

B asks cfa why she is leaving the same year that the Obama girls are coming. Cfa says "it's too much paperwork."

While M and I try and convince cfa that she must stay at MHS, jcampbell stops texting, causually looks up and says "have you thought about applying for the secret service job. They are required to have a least one agent that is certified in education."

Cfa then gives up her day job as an English teacher to become the secret service education liason.

*To clarify this conversation had nothing to do with the political content of the stickers, but was strickly about the age appropriateness of stickers in general.