An interesting phenomenon has been happening in this new age of technology, that when we pass away, we leave behind a legacy that lives on forever in social media. This was my thought today coming home from work, as I listened to one of my favorite podcasts talking about celebrities that pass away and their last tweets while they were still with us. I’m sure there might be a hashtag game that involves what your last tweet would be. (Literally, it’s #mylastwordswillbe) God forbid, your last tweet actually be “Cutting down a tree with a butter knife. Wish me luck. #mylastwords” and you died shortly after in some ironic way.
But then it got me thinking about my search history. Whether or not I have a questionable search history is one for God and the NSA to decide, but I wondered what I would want my last Google search to be. Better yet, what would have been my last Google search had I died earlier this afternoon. The answer?
Belgium waffle recipe.
Which is downright sad. I never got to make those waffles. I had been on a quest since my vacation in August to replicate those delicious waffles I had in that random eatery we visited. I tried every Betty Crocker and Aunt Jemima box batter on the block and all my taste buds shook their heads with minor disapproval, only to never again experience the joy they once relished that one hot South Carolinian morning. The secret would never be revealed to me on Earth. Maybe in Heaven.
“Sugar,” God tells me, once I arrive.
But since my mind wandered on that query, I had at least a dozen Google searches since then. “What time does Target close?” “Why is there a hum in my microphone?” “Define irony.”
Just for fun, as of right now, what was your last Google search? Tell me in the comments below, or on my Facebook, or tweet @indoob with the hashtag #mylastwords.