google street view

As I sit here on a hot, humid Friday night with my scotch and my laptop (21st century #fail), in a thoroughly air-conditioned room, I try to make myself useful. In this unbearable heat, only a desperate socialite would even think about going out. I, myself, much prefer pointlessly scrolling through the day's worth of tweets, catching up on the discussions about Google Street View and privacy. Not even sure how old this stuff is, I start to slowly type my thoughts on the subject.