Some kiss a girl or a boy for the first time. Some turn to an illicit beverage, weed or powder. But Google has decided to enter its teenage years with a doodle.
Yes, Google is 13 and how lucky it is.
Like any newly formed teenager, Google attracts suspicion, derision, and not a little commentary with incision. And yet it chooses to remind itself that it is a mere pup, still ready to make the mistakes that pups make, though hopefully not when it comes to social networking.
The doodle itself is a modest affair. Just a cake, some balloons, some candles, and a few party hats. You can't animate it. You can't make it play a jingle.
And to think this company was originally called BackRub. Where would we all be today if we spent half our days back-rubbing? In jail, I shouldn't wonder.
Happy birthday, Google. You have changed our lives. Occasionally, in good ways.