Life before google

Today I realized just how much I rely on the internet to help solve my problems. Whenever something happens or if I don't know how to do/make/fix something, my first response is to open my laptop up and ask google

how do I _______________

(remove carpet stains)                                (remove clothing stains)

(save my blueberries)                                 (put on cub scout patches)  

(get rid of garden bugs)                               (make In'N'Out/Cafe Rio)

 etc.

I have yet to encounter a topic/question that couldn't be "googled" and have at least somewhat related information come up. This reminded me of the old days when I would ask my mom a question and her response would be to "go look it up in the encyclopedia" (yes, I was around for the age of encyclopedias, I am not THAT young). But really, how often would anyone actually take the time to go look it up? Better to just forget the question, since most of the time it was random anyways. 

Today though, with laptops and computers almost always within 10 feet of me, I can ask and receive an answer to any question I may ever have all in a matter of seconds. In fact, after finishing that sentence I was inclined to open another browser and google "the best question ever asked on google." One of the responses was "can a liver move in the fridge?" Weird. 

Even more important than the random questions though, are the helpful ones. For example:

Today I poured red candle wax all over our apartment carpet. Yikes.

 

After a moment of panic and despair, I quickly gathered my wits and turned to google. It saved my life, or rather, the carpet.

First I was instructed to freeze the wax in the carpet and use a dull knife to scrape out the excess wax. I just stuck an ice cube tray on top until it felt cold and hard.

Ok, looking better.

Next I was told to take a paper towel and place it on the spot and then iron on top of it to melt the wax into the paper towel. Amazing, who thinks of this stuff?

Ok, even better.

Finally, to get the colour out, they suggested soaking the spot in rubbing alcohol.

And voila, good as new.

Seriously, I am so grateful to live in the Google era.