You had me at Google.

Written by Annie on November 20th, 2008

I know some other bloggers have done this before, but I don’t think I have.  Maybe I have.  I don’t totally remember.  We just passed 500 posts here people, and 2 years worth of my brain puke, so it’s hard to recall.

Anyways….. this weekend, Sophie gave me some tips on finding blog stuff…. blah blah blah…. you totally don’t care about the tech talk that would come out of my mouth [fingers?] explaining what I’m talking about.

Suffice it to say I found a new place that lists all the phrases that brought you, my bloggites, to this here blog from Google in the month of November.

And in order to really meet the needs of my people, I will address those of you who arrived here via bizarro googling:

annie – maybe free download“- I mean, maybe I’m a free download?  I’m not sure.  But give it a shot.

hi my name is“- If you have to google what your name is, then you might need to see a doctor.  Or call someone more educated (like your mom), because Google, though VERY smart, does not know your name. And neither do I, sadly.

scabs in nashville“- Sick.  I hope not.

cankle“- Well.  No one is surprised about that.

examples of blogs written by friends“- That’s nice.  I have always considered you a friend, too.

decorating brownies like footballs“- The trick is in the muffin tin. Here’s how you do it.

pay basic cable and get expanded basic“- Let me warn you, with that new no antenna biz-nass in February, Obama will bust you for stealing cable in 09.  You just wait for it.

1999 annie part 1“- That would be the spring of my freshman year of college.

annie at costco“- Probably.

fat blogs“- Ahem. My blog is the same size as everyone else’s. How rude.

the world as it should be“- Aww. You googled that and ended up here?  Well, isn’t that the sweetest thing.  And yes, this is the place where the world is as it should be.

who wrote the book trust me“-I want to make up an answer, but then you won’t trust me anymore.

www.anmiebloggs.com“- Wow. You really need to slow down when you type- that is quite a lot of errors.

tupperware nashville tennessee“- Where? Cause you know I want some real bad.

what can’t i do on snowy day“- Go swimming.

stealing coupons“- That’s not nice.

carmelbooty“- …… I don’t even know what to say.

12 Comments so far ↓

  1. Nov
    20
    8:16
    AM
    Ali

    Too funny!

  2. Nov
    20
    9:18
    AM
    Southern Gal

    You’re a hoot! Short for hootenannie?? I don’t know how you spell that, but you’re smart and I know you catch my drift.

  3. Nov
    20
    12:07
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    jsprik

    carmelbooty? really?? that’s hilarious!! how do you know what they used to get here?? just wondering?? i am so internet illiterate, it’s not funny, well yeah, it kind of is…love yas!! hugs and prayers…

  4. Nov
    20
    1:11
    PM
    Molly

    OK, I can add a layer of oddness to this Google-ness here.

    This morning, before my coffee, I hit on a website with a joke Google search engine. It told me to ask a question, so I did, “Where is Annie?”, Annie being my daughter’s name. One of the top hits was your blog, and I figured I’d take a look. So there I am, reading about your ankle woes, and the odd Google searches leading people to your blog, and your friend Molly, being pummeled about the head and shoulders by the synchronicity of the interwebs.
    See, my daughter Annie sprained her ankle like this back in July. She’s been through hell with this injury, described as a Stage Three sprain, with a small fracture in one bone. It’s not been healing, at all, and she’s been on crutches for a long, long time now. Finally we’ve found a Dr. who prescribed a nerve pain medication to reduce the inflammation that’s keeping her from healing, and she’s getting some relief and some progress with the healing. Thank goodness. I hope your ankle is progressing as well!

    In any case, it took me making a cup of coffee and reading over your last few entries again to convince myself this was not all some weird trick being played on me by the powers of Google. However, between the Annie and the Molly and the ankle and the Google, coincidences abound, and I had to let you know. Ahh, also, one of my best friends works for Google ;)

    Anyhow, it’s nice to meet you, Annie. My Annie said I had to write and tell you all this, and she sends her greetings as well. She’s in Worcester, Mass, Studying chemistry and working on healing her ankle; You are so not alone!

    Have a good one out there. Watch out for the interwebs, they’ll mess with you sometimes ;)

    ~Molly

  5. Nov
    20
    1:42
    PM
    Marie-Claire

    Carmelbooty was me. I was typing in your nickname to see if your blog would come up.

  6. Nov
    20
    2:54
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    Kelly @ Love Well

    I love the Annie at Costco. “Probably.” Perfect reply.

  7. Nov
    20
    4:37
    PM
    Sarah Markley

    criminey – you are hilarious. i have to do one of these, but i think yours is far funnier.

    anmie

  8. Nov
    20
    8:01
    PM
    candace

    how did you and marie-claire end up with the exact same sense of humor? however it happened, we all benefit.

  9. Nov
    20
    9:54
    PM
    chad

    We all love your “Carmel Booty” Annie!

  10. Nov
    21
    1:20
    AM
    Bonnie

    so … i’m interested … how did you find out where we all had come from ? you know … this bit “a new place that lists all the phrases that brought you, my bloggites, to this here blog from Google in the month of November….”

  11. Nov
    21
    6:17
    PM
    Ryan K

    I’m surprised that “flying crane” or “jackhammer” didn’t come up, those are always what I google to find you.

  12. Nov
    22
    11:17
    PM
    Steph at the Red Clay Diaries

    Must be something in the air lately. I did a “google search” post just two days ago.

    Your search terms were awesome. :)

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