Corey Gouker's Machine Inside the Mind

So I was Googling my Dad just now to see if I could find any of his eBay listings since I was curious. I ended up just searching for his name and Arizona. Sure enough it returned his phone book entry as the first result. Next I tried my Mom, now what's funny about this is that my Mom has always been kind of paranoid and so back in the days of me living at home she'd make sure our info was unlisted. I guess somehow that got reversed and now it's nicely published. Oh and be sure to check out her Stained Glass website at GoStainedGlass.com.

The funny thing to me is that besides having her home phone it also has her address. I checked it out to see if Google updated the satellite view, nope, Live Maps still has newer. But Google has done one better. They actually for some reason unbeknownst to me went through Joshua Tree with a street view car and photographed poor little Joshua Tree. I lived there for I don't know, 13 years, so I guess you can say I grew up there. Now there are only 3 reasons why people actually know of Joshua Tree, the first is U2, the second is because it's sort of near Palm Springs, and the third is because of the National Park. I'm sure if my Mom had her way it'd also be known for it bearing the gift of her stained glass and my amazing wit. Har har.

Hopefully pasting in this iframe will work, but if not, feel free to explore. It's just completely amusing to me. I mean I know based on examination of the view that both my Mom and sister were at home and most likely sleeping during the time the street view car drove by and took the photos. I also know it was likely a Tuesday because they left the trash out but it hasn't been taken yet. What's more amusing to me and something I'll have to call dear old Mom about... I didn't know she replaced the front door with what looks like a red one. Truly, Google, thank you, "nostalgia without the plane fare". Though by the looks of it she needs me to come visit, that mailbox is looking a little dilapidated and in need of me fixing it once more.