Seasoned Google product manager and swashbuckling linguist, Inigo Montoya, was recently promoted from the Hey, Self-Driving Car! project to the Gmail Offline…Heh…No, Just Kidding You Actually Have to TOTALLY Be Online…Yeah I Know, Right? project.
Progress continues apace.
An End-to-End Solution
Using Google to fight Google.
- Get mystery meat 800 number call in Google Voice
- Use Google.com via Google Chrome to trace the number
- Discover it’s spam for upgrading a Google Business Listing
- Block number in Google Voice
Circle of Life. Hakuna Matata.
Something About Airplanes
See, as a non-technical person, I was having a terrible time understanding that Google will be “dropping support for older browsers.”
But, then—THEN—I saw this photograph of a building and a logo and a plane that happened to be flying nowhere near the building or the logo or, as best I can tell, the titular web browsers.
So, anyhow, now I understand that Google will be “dropping support for older browsers.”
Wire services and photojournalism: they go together like web browsers and an airplane.
Goddamn, that Google’s got them a smart little robut.
Indexing (and exposing) the anchors on a given page is just so brilliant. Kind of thing where, once you see it, you sorta can’t believe it wasn’t always there.
Unrelated: Man, does the abuse (slash willful misunderstanding) of that one, little three-word phrase ever grind my gears. So danged hard. IMO, even if you use it the way Jay Cee intended it, it amounts to some pretty squirelly advice. But, brother, do I ever hate to see it perverted into “I should follow The Dead and sell bad acid from this Marlboro fanny pack.” Weak sauce.
The Day the Universe Changed
Since I declined the NDA, I am comfortable telling you Google’s trade secret: you can make money selling text ads.