Oh, bugger ... I've been caught
So, I'm watching telly, and my new flatmate is sitting there with his laptop a-top his lap, when, on a whim, he goes a-googling for information on some bloke we know. Foolishly I remark, "Do you not find Google a bit scary?"
"No. Why?" And before you can say "Two megabit wireless broadband", he's reading all the stupid things I've been saying on this very blog. Such are his googling skills that this blog was the number one hit on his first search for me.
Constructive criticism so far: I should blog more often (fat chance, although I have no doubt that you all agree), and my proposed rabies experiment should definitely be performed, even if it is a bit sick.
Vince denies that he has a blog, but as soon as I find where he keeps it, I'll let you know.