To the government agencies that might be monitoring my future Internet activities: There is a plausible explanation for a string of bizarre Web searches. 

Let's backtrack here. I've been working on a book on and off for about eight years. It's kind of my secret passion project, and it's really too rude for public consumption. LOTS of cursing, humor that will offend most, etc., etc. Well, I picked up said project again in the last week or so, and I've been working on it non-stop. Then, in the past two days, I was running all kinds of weird Web searches without really thinking much on it until I was redirected to a creepy page that said something like, "Your searches have been flagged; please type in the following numbers to prove you're not a robot." Uh ... really? Am I on a list now for book research?

Granted, I suppose searching "Maserati," "top police cruiser speed," "Nobu in Malibu," "gun holsters," "GPS tracking," "Banana Republic sheath dresses," "how to spot a sociopath," and a bunch of music by Daft Punk and Julian Casablancas could indicate that you're planning to kidnap a celebrity from a highfalutin restaurant with the perfect playlist going on in the background.

Or ... Said search could be related to a really kick-*ss scene in my aforementioned book, which, by the way, is never getting published under my real name. ;-)

That is all.

But I still love this song/video ... Yes, here I am obsessively listening to something else today. Daft Punk's Lose Yourself to Dance is rather addictive:

That is all.

Working on my super-secret project and listening to:

Romantic, nonetheless. ;-)

What am I doing? Not what I'm supposed to be doing, that's for sure. Yes, I am watching old Tears for Fears videos on YouTube. In other words, time traveling.

Earlier today I was working on a book I started in 2008. Yes, 2008. When was the song below released? 1983. Yep. Gotta give it up for Roland Orzabal's dance moves in the video. Awesome. (No sarcasm intended.)