I have an unhealthy internet relationship. I didn't mean for it to happen, it just did. I find myself going back, several times per day, for my fix. I'm a googlaholic. And I don't wanna be cured!
Did you see google's Parisian Love commercial during this year's super bowl? An entire room of rowdy women drinking beer stopped and grew quiet with every google entry that followed the story of an American falling in love with a Parisian while studying abroad. The search covers long distance relationships, flights to Paris, jobs in Paris, churches and wedding invitations until the final entry "how to assemble a crib." And we all melted. Corny? Yes. But we melted just the same.
The irony of it all is that this 50-second ad could be my life! No, I'm not planning to run off to Paris, but I google pretty darn near everything. You know this about me. I just googled "google super bowl ad" to find out the name of the ad and how long the spot is. Google is an invaluable resource and I sincerely don't know how I existed without it before.
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