My computer used to get me and now...
I'm angry at my Google assistant man. He is so stupid, he never knows what song it is ("something went wrong" or he can't identify), he can't speak plain English, he always takes the idiot or cussword option instead of the four-syllable word option. I like that he offers occasional random Spanish words in my VTT but otherwise I'm pretty sure his whole facade is just a mask for some clever intellect residing within who enjoys toying with me. Sometimes help appears when you truly want it to, like your Cask example, which is cool. I get really pissed off when I'm having conversations - not written, not VTT, not email, but verbal convos - about something and then get ads or suggestions related thereto on the phone afterward. This is x10 when the subject is someone's illness or death. But then, that too could be the manifestation of another mind's grapplings with the eternal existential angst. Or coincidence. Which is which, no one can say.
