Ah the searches

With the promise of new! great! features! I decided to sign up for Blogger Beta. I had no idea that would completely prevent me from commenting on ANY blogs now, despite numerous attempts to do so. If you have a blog with blogger rest assured, I've tried a gagillion times to try to comment without success. I'd even like to say I think some of the comments were witty and funny. But now, you'll never know, because blogger won't let me comment.



Also? I have to admit I'm amazed at some of the searches that my site meter says led people to click on my blog. I'll admit to making a few weird searches on the internet on my own, but I have to say the things that people searched for and actually clicked on my blog hoping to find? Truly bizarre. Behold:

• doing up a bra: I'd have to say, I'm not sure reading about it can really be of much help. It's a skill best learned in person.

• I left my bra on the mailbox so she could find me: this seems like quite the strategy. Most people would try calling or e-mailing, never really heard about the "bra on mailbox" routine.
  

• sweat acid red patch near bum: That sounds like a problem you should see your doctor about. Both the red patch and the sweating acid sweat thing. Neither sounds too healthy. And no, I don't want a picture. Thank heavens I wasn't smart enough to go into medicine.
  

• Why do my smoke alarms go off: Hrm. I dunno. That truly is puzzling. Going out on a limb here but maybe because there's A FIRE! (Or, I've come to visit you and am cooking. That frequently puts smoke alarms in a tizzy.)
  

• humility for in door by dehumidifier: Our dehumidifier is pretty brash and prideful. I really don' think the humble ones work as well, frankly.
  

• pinkey sized monkeys: Now that I'd like to see. Though, in this house MORE animals would clearly qualify us for the nuthouse.