Where I used to live, Google (along with every GPS device I ever heard of) had the location of my house three full miles from where it actually was. The downside of that was that occasionally somebody trying to get to my place would drive right past it and get lost for hours in some pretty forbidding mazes of logging roads. But the upside … well, you know the upside very well. :-)

We don’t use the front door, so I came out the side and said, “Can I help you?” The girl (she was just a girl) said, “Oh, no, I’m just logging the GPS coordinates for your home. Have a great day!” And she walked back to her car and drove away.

You think that’s invasive, try going to Google maps and choosing the satellite thinger and typing in your address. My husband’s co-worker pulled up a picture so clear he could see what was in his garage. A friend of mine could see her grandma sweeping the walk to her house. I could see a house on an Air Force Base. But when we typed in my address, Google said it was not a valid address (it never is). When typing in our neighbor’s address and trying to scroll over to our place, you couldn’t see anything but the trees and a tiny portion of the end of the drive. Sah-weeeeet!