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Katchy Keywords

On a whim, I decided to look at the keyword searches that people do and then come across my blog in the process. You know, for entertainment. I shouldn't be bored--I've got plenty to do, like put in my pot roast for dinner tonight. But well, it's Saturday.

Some of the results were typical like looking for "mom medical transcriptionist blogspot" or even "prairie home companion tickets" because we all know I've been a bit obsessed with that particular topic since September. But a few of them were just downright weird. Like "grape smuggling gear" or even "coal boy." Or try this one - "sleeping with a bruised side" and "consolation announcement."

But some of them were downright embarrassing that my blog would come up as a result of the particular search. Not just once either. I'm talking about the search that read "CVS model: sudafed tracking and pharmacy." And the other one that said, "sudafed as appetite suppressant." Nice.

What in the world have I been blogging about ?!

Comments

Unknown said…
You crack me up and that's Too funny about the sudafed!
Rochelle said…
That is too funny!
LindaJo49 said…
This has to be one of your funniest blogs yet!!!
Mary Ellen said…
That is so hilarious about the sudafed - cracked me right up!!!
Melanie said…
This is too funny! I always have some interesting keywords that lead people to my blog as well.

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