It's funny, yesterday was Easter Monday, and the day before was, therefore Easter itself, but somehow I felt cheated. Why, you ask? Well, I guess it’s that I’ve come to rely on the comforting fact that Google will quietly celebrate all big, and even obscurely small occasions with us all. Alas, there was no Easter bunny or even just a little basket to hint at it being Easter. There was nothing at all.
Today Google let’s all the world know that it’s the Audobon guy’s birthday, and somehow this is bigger than Easter?
Weird.
