An analysis of my browser history has shown that I’m a man (an analysis of something else would suggest otherwise, but let’s not go there.)

I came across an amusing little tool which analyses your browser history, and spits out a percentage rating of which bits you’re most likely to feature, based on the gender split that use the sites you visit most.

I’m apparently 97 per cent man, three per cent female. For the record, I’m actually 100 per cent female, last time I checked.

I know it’s not much more than a toy, this online guess, but given my Xobni has recently renamed me Chris, I’m starting to get a bit worried…

Give the test a go - it takes seconds - and let’s see how accurate it is… hopefully, not very.

Xobni is a handy and free plug-in that helps make sense of your Outlook — and given my complete lack of email management, this is useful for me when it comes to, y’know, finding stuff that was sent to me before, say, today by someone whose name may or may not start with an ‘H’.

(We can’t all be like PC PRO’s Tim Danton when it comes to reading and then deleting things as they come in…that just blows my tiny mind.)

I downloaded Xobni after our Tech Editor Benny told me to (don’t worry, I don’t do everything he says, and take great joy in not ‘fixing’ the resolution of my monitor) and have loved it ever since. Not only does it search emails in a useful way, it does it quickly, too — something Outlook doesn’t seem to manage. And, it offers up intriguing statistics about who you email the most, and names who’s the most likely to reply, and who’s your top ranking contact.

But it has inexplicably renamed me. Apparently this identity crisis a fairly common error, where Xobni mixes you up with one of your contacts, but the name I’ve been given — “Chris Abbott” — wasn’t even showing up in my inbox. (Turns out, he once posted a comment on this blog, and I got emailed about it ages ago, which has since been archived. Exciting, eh?)

It’s not a huge deal, as it doesn’t show up in Outlook or show up in outgoing emails (it doesn’t for me, at least) and it’s apparently been fixed in an update released today. But it sure is confusing to see this:

… when it is indeed not you. Especially on a Monday morning, before you’ve had a cup of tea… It’s one thing to forget who exactly sent you that email two weeks ago, but it’s generally best to keep your own name straight.

Earlier this month, Google got called out by privacy advocates after it announced it would be bringing its Street View to London. Apparently some people have problems with random unmarked vans touring the streets and taking detailed photos…

I love Street View, because I have a crap memory. I can remember store locations, for example, but not what they’re called — which is a bit of a problem when you want to look them up to see their hours or call them to see if they stock random items (in this case, face paint).

Rather than just walk around the corner, I started googling to try to kick start my memory of shop names, and came across a site called StreetSensation, which features full panoramic photos of entire London streets.

Okay, not quite Street View’s level of detail, and it’s not on every street, but it could help find what’s across the street from Primark on Oxford Street, remind you that the pub you stumbled out of last night is called the Fitzroy Tavern, or uncover the name of that awesome restaurant you stopped in at while shopping on Neal Street.

Didn’t help me find cheap face paint though. I had to go for a walk for that. William’s Newsagents on the corner of TCR and Goodge Street, if you’re ever in the need…

I need to start being frugal, and save up some cash. (My creditors would argue I should already have this attitude…). Why? In 2013, Steve Bennett hopes to have his independent space rocket up and running and ready for passengers… passengers with a spare £100,000 kicking around for a ticket, anyway.

Bennett showed off the latest version of his space rocket (video here at the BBC), which he hopes to test launch in September. And if jetting off into the sky wasn’t cool enough, the Nova II (as it’s been dubbed) runs off of recycled tires.

I’m not sure how sturdy the thing is, or if it’ll even work. Or if a rocket can indeed run off of old tires. But £100,000 for 20 minutes in space sounds like a pretty good deal to me. Of course, on my journo-salary, we’ll all be living on the moon by the time I can save up enough…

One lucky kid will get to press the launch button in September, after a tour of schools to inspire kids into science and techie subjects. Is my advanced age of 26 too old to be considered a kid? ‘Cause how cool would that be…