| Saturday, May 06, 2006 |
| Y'all Weird. |
Internets, we must talk.
Site Meter has been telling me things about you. The things you search for, how you got here.
Internets, I am disturbed.
I have grown accustomed to hits from searches for escorts (my car, but obviously not what YOU were looking for), inner losers (oh, how metaphysical you aren't), and "cutting IT all off" (IT??? I was talking about my hair, what are you thinking?). And then there's the folks that get here by searching for our address (if you know it, why not just come directly here?).
This morning, we had a hit based on the search "rectal thermometer site:blogspot.com."
Um, okay. Sometimes I wish I could ask people why, but it's probably best that I can't.
But you might want to avoid Reynoldsburg, Ohio. Someone there is awfully curious about rectal thermometers. |
posted by Tarah @ 6:35 PM  |
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Too funny. I just made a comment on Grizzly Mama's website about this today because she was talking about it also. Seems some people from the middle east are doing dirty searches and getting her site. Really nasty stuff. Nice to find you. I happened to find you through my site meter as well. God bless.
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Too funny. I just made a comment on Grizzly Mama's website about this today because she was talking about it also. Seems some people from the middle east are doing dirty searches and getting her site. Really nasty stuff. Nice to find you. I happened to find you through my site meter as well. God bless.