September 2nd, 2009

More kittens

The kittens got removed from behind the washer this evening and relocated to their carrier so that I could do laundry without freaking them out. They weren't too happy about that, but the operation was successful. While they were in there, I covered the gap behind the washer so that they couldn't spend all their time back there.

Oh, and I changed the sensitivity on the webcam.

Much to my surprise, they came out and started playing within a minute of my leaving the room. Sweet! They're still pretty freaked out about that big pink-haired monster coming around, but they do OK once I have them in my hands.

Why you shouldn't trust Google with too much personal data, and kitten porn

I read an interesting article on NPR.com recently wherein Sergey Brin says that you should trust Google with your personal data. Cindy Cohen of the EFF makes one good counter-argument. I have another.

Brin points out that Google fought off the DOJ's subpoena of search queries, and uses that as an argument for why you should trust them. I see that as a reason for caution more than optimism. The more personal data Google has, the more of a target they become. The US government will be after them, foreign governments will be after them, hackers will be after them-- anyone who wants a lot of data will go to Google. Just because Google was successful that time doesn't mean they always will be. In fact, the more data they have, the more attractive they will be to outside entities who want to get at it.




And to change the subject, here's some kitten porn from last night.

Kitty playtime!

We just had the best kitty playtime. I found the breakthrough toy, at least for her. It's the red bug, a.k.a. the laser pointer. It only took a few minutes before she was following the bug around and then pouncing on it and trying to eat it. There was much purring. We played for about 20 minutes, then I opened a can of cat food, put it in a bowl, and put it close to me. I led her to it with the red bug, and she happily had dinner sitting about a foot away from me.

When she was done I put the food bowl in front of him, and then ignored him. He cautiously came out and had some dinner, but is far more skittish.

We had a post-prandial round of hunt the red bug, and they both seemed to be at least a little bit interested in hunting under the door for the red bug. He's pretty freaked out by me, and mostly hides when I'm around, but she's starting to get over it I think.

Now I want a web-controlled laser pointer.