Rori's post about somebody searching her site for "rori naked" prompted me to take a peek at the searches done on this blog and listed on the activity log, which is actually the main activity log for snarkypants.com and all its subdomains, such as yours truly.
'wicca+india' [There's no Wicca in India, as far as I know. I can't see why they'd need it. Hinduism is already polytheistic and, if I understand it correctly, allows for the practice of magic.]
A whole lot of entries for 'pictures' or 'picture' [I don't know who goes to somebody's blog just to look for pictures. I wonder if some of them are from some of the Indian or Pakistani guys who IM me while I'm in the chatroom, manage to read my profile and make their way here in the hopes of finding the pictures of me that they so desperately need in order to talk to me.]
'sex' [huge surprise there...there's one instance where somebody searched 3 times in under 2 minutes for it. Whoever you are, I sympathize with your plight, but this is not a 900 number.]
'APPLE CIDERING' [what in the flying...?]
'nicloe richie' [you know, because this IS the official "Simple Life" website]
'fuck my gmom' and, immediately afterwards, 'fuck my mom' [I'm not even gonna ask...]
'questions for 8 ball' [Aw, somebody misses it. Good, they can start an 8-ball meme and see what a white elephant it is.]
'picture of normal tits i can show on msn' [Be careful when you do these searches, people, because it gives us your IP address, which we can ban.]
'old wives' tales' [I'm nobody's wife and I ain't old yet, so I'm going to assume this person was disappointed.]
'rasputina' [one of the few that wasn't one of MY searches that actually had something remotely to do with the site]
'composition of human semen' [I don't know of anybody who blogs on this site who knows or cares. I think somebody must have confused us with a medical site. Same for the person who searched for 'health'...No health here, folks, move along...]
'come and find me' [This person also searched for 'ritter' and 'six feet under,' which is one of Lisa's shows, I believe; without that context, I'd feel inclined to take it as a challenge--albeit not one I'd be willing to take up.]
'dating' [This one turns up from time to time. I haven't the foggiest idea in hell why.]
So, the conclusion: People are really sodding bored. Many of them are horny, and a sizable percentage of them can't spell. Nothing new there, really.
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Fortnight of forgetfulness: It's 9 weeks into my Depo, so I can blame it on that. Forgot my friend H's kid's birthday party [yes, I'm a heel, I'd be grateful if you'd shoot me]; forgot my friend R's card, which I did eventually send; forgot my checkbook, of all blessed things, at the place where I get counseling, and had to drive all the way back there and retrieve it; forgot the correct purchase order number on one of the parts we make and wrote it all lysdexic-like on the boxes about 5 different times; and, to make it worse, forgot the instruction sheet that's supposed to go in each of the boxes and did not remember it until about an hour and a half before shutdown, which meant slicing open 14 boxes, sticking a sheet in, and taping them back up.
Sadly, that's about all the news there was this week: People search for weird things, and I forgot everything that wasn't stapled to me.
No, I am not going to watch the debate. I'm just going to concentrate very hard on that little stone donkey on my altar, ask the gods to do what they think is right, and hope like hell that what they think is right is the same as what I think is right.
It's entirely possible that the long-term course of history requires that Bush serve another term, in order to hasten the inevitable and possibly necessary dissolution of the United States as an empire. Of course, I don't see why we couldn't have somebody smarter and less despotic, like Kerry, and have the country fall apart around our ears a little more gently. But then, I'm a human and I don't see it all. I have little choice but to leave it in the hands of whatever entities there may be that DO see it all. However, that doesn't mean I can't light red, white and blue candles, summon some energy and send it, while giving the Universe final veto power over whether it actually should be, and is, delivered.
Silly? Maybe. Ineffective? Could be. But one thing that magic gives us, and quite possibly the most important thing, is hope. [And I don't mean KerryTM brand hope, just hope that the outcome you asked for is what will happen.] Hope, even when gotten from less-than-empirical sources, is uplifting, and harmless as long as it doesn't blind you to reality. Lack of hope, on the other hand, shrivels the soul.
Must post...getting a sinking feeling that there's a reboot in my near future.
same bitch time, same bitch channel...
Beverage for the day: Diet Coke, 24-oz. Rots your stomach, rots your teeth, and your body turns the aspartame into formaldehyde as part of a semi-effective effort to rid itself of it. Good shit.
Posted by Frida Peeple at October 8, 2004 01:01 PM