Google This

Google continues to make everything in the world searchable, including my very own rear end. Past “Street View” images of my modest home have exposed the careless treatment of our rubbish barrels by trash collectors, but otherwise show no evidence of our address’s human occupants; the current version shows the entire family, minus the cat. I wish we were doing something exciting, like building a rocket ship or standing as one atop a soap box and hollering political slogans through a bullhorn, but, alas, ours is shown to be a standard-issue, mundane American family life: my son is in our tiny yard, searching for something to snag with his butterfly net; my wife is chilly, wearing a spring sweater while everyone else on the street is clad in shorts and t-shirts; my daughter is on the sidewalk in her pink sandals, directing me to do this and that; and I am bent over at the waist with my bottom stuck out, as though waiting to be caned for spitting on a Singaporean street. With that kind of posture, is it any wonder that my back is so sore? Even our laundry is aired in the latest Google images, hanging on the line in the side-yard. Mercifully, no one’s underpants can be seen.

Thirty feet up the road, we have disappeared, as has the pickup truck in front of our house. My car is facing in the opposite direction, and my wife’s car is now visible. Somehow, hours (or days) have passed. Continue half a block more, and you can see my neighbor walking his dog and carrying a plastic bag of poo-poo.

My curiosity gets the best of me: 300 miles away, my nephews are playing basketball in their driveway in upstate New York; in Rhode Island, my buddy’s suburban lawn has been newly mowed; friends in Bethesda, MD, still driving their red Saab 900, have failed to pick up the morning paper from their driveway; in Minnesota, a dear friend’s home has a 3 car garage! (I’d have known this, he’d be quick to point out, if I ever bothered visiting).

No doubt, somewhere else in the world, Google Maps has a Street View image of some guy taking a leak against a brick wall. If sued for this image, Google will point out that the man’s privates are distorted beyond recognition. Unfortunately for Google users, the same cannot be said of my bum.

Killing Time
Mike Hunt


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Wednesday, 19 June 2019

Trumpian Tweetage Haiku Continuum



It's unlimited
Presidential harrassment
Dems are going nuts!


Isn't it nice when
Countries help rebuild neighbors?
Thanks to Saudi A!


The Harvey Weinstein Story
Look at their license?


Republican Congressmen
Two wins now in doubt.


Dems love Sessions now
Same thing: lyin' James Comey
Saint-like. Really sick.


Russia: "nothing to
do with meddling." Why isn't
Hillary looked at?


The Special Counsel
I’ve done nothing wrong



The phony witch hunt

The soon to be released book
Looks like a big hit


Fake News Media

Together with the witch hunt:

My best poll numbers


“Caravans” coming

Must go nuclear option.



We don’t have a wall

Not going to have a country



Trade Wars are good and

Easy to win. They get cute?

Don't trade; we win big!


Gun-adept coaches

Weapons-talented teachers

Instantly Shooting


Promote the Fake Book

Mentally Deranged Author

False Information


Now that collusion

With Russia: a total hoax



Kim Jong Un, I too

Have a nuclear button.

And my button works.



Tax cut/Reform bill

Massive Alaska Drilling

Incredible Year



United Nations

Sanctions on North Korea

World wants Peace, not Death



False Accusations.

Women I don't know. FAKE NEWS!

Collusion. Russia.


Army Navy Game





He's bad on Crime, Life, Border.




Time Magazine Called

Prob'ly "Person of the Year"

I took a pass. Thanks!


The Christmas Story

Mother, Father, Baby Son

Jesus Christ. Bahrain.


Matt Lauer just fired

When will top executives

Be fired for Fake News? 

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