I remember the days when I could say “Hey Google, play [this song by this artist]” while I was driving and Google would comply and I’d happily drive with my hands never leaving the steering wheel.
A few years ago Google apparently decided to no longer reply to any of my verbal music requests whether driving or laying in bed. Nothing. And very temperamental responding to any of my requests at all. It’s hit or miss. Sometimes Google’s in the mood. Sometimes it’s not. I regard & dismiss Google’s unpredictable temperament as if it’s a woman in any various unpredictable hormonal cycle throughout the month.
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5400 + 300 + 270 + 15 = 5985
Fuck you, google!
100 × 63 - 5 × 63 = 6300 - 315 = 5985
He’s too powerful….
I remember the days when I could say “Hey Google, play [this song by this artist]” while I was driving and Google would comply and I’d happily drive with my hands never leaving the steering wheel.
A few years ago Google apparently decided to no longer reply to any of my verbal music requests whether driving or laying in bed. Nothing. And very temperamental responding to any of my requests at all. It’s hit or miss. Sometimes Google’s in the mood. Sometimes it’s not. I regard & dismiss Google’s unpredictable temperament as if it’s a woman in any various unpredictable hormonal cycle throughout the month.