It’s always a little fascinating–and sometimes disturbing–to open up Google Analytics and have an in-depth look at how people are finding my blog. I’ve had some pretty crazy search terms leading people here, and I thought you might enjoy it if I shared. The most popular “normal” searches that lead to my blog have to do with “how to pronounce tiara”, various questions relating to Boy Scouts, and now, information about buying a car. The others? Well, just read. Here are some stand-outs:
“he flicked my nose”–Really? I’m sorry about that. But was it that bad that you had to look for advice about it on the web?
“my braces my kid my husband site blogspot.com”–I guess this is a pretty specific way to try and find a Blogger blog. Do your kid AND your husband have braces? Or, perhaps your kid needs braces and you’re trying to find a way to tell your husband about it? Whatever it is, good luck, and save money, because braces are expensive!
“to resist facebook”–Oh no, grasshopper. There is no resisting Facebook. Once you’re in, it will not be denied. Heed this warning!
“anesthesia fetish blog”–Eew. That’s got to be an expensive fetish. Why not find something less expensive and easier to find, like internet porn or something?
“company party belly dancer harrassment”–Well, if you were at my Dad’s surprise party at work back in 1979-80, I think we’re past the statute of limitations for that one. Otherwise, call your HR office.
“do you need a driver’s license to get into a rated r movie”–Only if you don’t look 17, youngun. But if you sneak in without a parent or guardian and you’re underage, your parents will eventually find out, as they do all things.
“fetish lederhosen”–I hope you live in Germany, or at least Europe. An American with this fetish is definitely on the wrong continent.
“how to jew a car salesman down”–Are you KIDDING ME? Is that term still used in the 21st century? There are about fifty other ways to say this without perpetuating bad stereotypes. Color me offended. And wash out your mouth.
“I had gum graft surgery and the band aid came out”–Band Aid? ICKY! Surely you just couldn’t remember the word for STITCHES, right? If your periodontist did surgery and put a Band Aid on the graft site, I’d submit that he/she is either not a real perio OR he/she doesn’t have access to this century’s (or last century’s, for that matter) technology.
“remedies for stopping neighborhood dogs from pooping on my lawn”–Hey, stupid neighbor: is that you?
“what are some bad words”–You’ve clearly got the wrong blog. May I suggest you go to…oh, never mind. You’ll find it.
These are hilarious. Fetish lederhosen…I wonder which one of your post lured the "anesthesia fetish blog" to your site. LOL. Your periodontist visit get's funnier by the minute 🙂
If I had a clue to figure out GA.. While not sneaking a check at work.. I'm sure mine would say..
"what's worse than drowning in a vat of used cooking grease?"
Yet still I keep my head up by treading that cooking grease.
LOL, love this!!
Wish people came to my blog with weird queries like these 😉
These were hysterical. I never get any good searches on my blog. I get 'where do weasels live?" how boring.
I don't know how to do this– I see these kind of posts all the time, but either I get really boring searches, or I can't seem to find the right area to look for these in my blog!
Educate a grown ass woman, would ya?
ps: anesthesia fetish? OH MY WORD.
oh my god. the things people search for. i'm always fascinated writing and reading these types of posts.
I haven't looked at mine in a while so I did after reading this. I was disappointed that nothing too funny arose. The best were 1. inch to inch and a half worms in house 2.massage parlor in ipoh 3. ipoh porno and 4. porno ipoh. Sorry I can't help all of those folks looking for a good time in ipoh. I was proud to find that Homer Simpson appeared 6 or 7 times.
LOL so funny!
my funniest? 'ride me baby' ummm…what??
Jeve (aka John and Steve)
That's crazy! I love it. Now I'm wondering about mine.
I'm guessing that's a negative pejorative but I've never heard it before (trust me, I had a bf educate me on the various racial epithets a few years out of college because I'd never heard them and didn't know what they were — he felt the need, not me). I'm afraid to ask what it means.
I love some of those searches.
BUT I disagree on FB. I don't think I've logged on in over a week. It is possible to resist 🙂