…because Google’s ad department knows that I was looking up my own books on B&N, which is more than I really want the faceless internet to know about me. I’m a writer, after all. Some of the things I google could get me arrested. 🙂
Then again, the internet is smart enough to know that I googled Fuzzy Forensics and Fox Talk, but clearly not smart enough to know WHY. So maybe we’re all good here, after all.
What about you? Have you ever been frightened by how much the internet knows about you? Share your stories in the comments!