The other day I was looking at a google search that someone did trying to find my blog. Actually they weren't trying to find my blog at all; they were looking for something else and ended up at my blog.
The search query was "forced to smell teachers feet." I looked at Lois and I told her that someone had just found my blog by that query and she laughed. "How weird is that?"
The search query was "forced to smell teachers feet." I looked at Lois and I told her that someone had just found my blog by that query and she laughed. "How weird is that?"
I didn't really give it much thought until the next time it happened, which was only a couple of days later. So I clicked on the link because I couldn't understand how my blog kept coming up with that search. It turned out that a story I wrote during Halloween carried the line, "forced to smell feet" and there was another post that I had written that had something to do with teachers. My blog has since then come up numerous times under that google search.
The other night I ran across yet another query for this and Lois once again said, "How weird is that? Why would anyone even think about looking for 'forced to smell teachers feet?' People are just bizarre."
I shrugged my shoulders and agreed.
Tonight when we came home from buying the girls some winter boots, I turned on my computer and looked at my blog and, yes, there was yet another search for "forced to smell teachers feet."
I of course told Lois and then listened to her jump out of her skin at the mere creepy thought. She said she was going to google it right then and see what came up.
A minute later she said, "Well, you're not in the top 10."
"That's good." I thought.
"You're number 12 out of 2,710,000. Huh, you should read number 13."
Or maybe not.















