First some that make me look all cultural:
monet's drawing method
malheureusement
scholarly article on Hanging Fire by Audre Lorde
Nikki Giovanni poem luxury analysis
Monet's palette
horrible rhymes
most popular poems on crushes
Whitman on Keats
I hate Heathcliff
Then the ones that make me look all spiritual and shit:
papal edict women lay
monastic guesthouses
leaving monastery
monastery conyers
Benedictine monastery
papal edict
Conyers GA Monastery
monte olivetti florence
The ones that make me look like a fashion designer:
bullfighter costume
magician's assistant costume boots
parachute hoopskirt
trendy ski lodge outfit
benedict arnold costume ideas
what to wear to funerals
debutante slouch
eveyone loves an italian boy pillowcase
The lonely late night searches:
blog spot skinny dipping
jess dive naked
skinny dipping clothes stolen
sex wirth breastfeed
aunt's lingerie stripped pics
hot tub
nude swim clothes stolen
skinny dipping
Dr who assistant Jo nude
My personal favorites:
"Michael Stipe" popsicle
I have breasts
11 comments:
How do you find that out?
Reverendmother: If you scroll down to the bottom of the page and click on the number that shows how many visitors I've had, that will take you to sitemeter. Sitemeter is free. Once you have it on your blog, you can find out how people got to your site by clicking on Referrals. This includes weird google searches.
I like "debutante slouch." It's a good name for band, or a blog in its own right.
Somebody actually did a search for "Michael Stipe popsicle"?! That's excellent.
Pilgrim: Maybe it was Stipe himself? That would be really funny...
Tell you what, grandma, I like this as a poem better than that "Love in Blood Time" poem jo(e)posted a day or two ago, which gives me the willies, the heebie-jeebies, AND the fantods.
Hey, K, what's with posting anonymously? Think I wouldn't recognize your accent?
We all know what you really thought of the Sharon Olds poem ...
these made me giggle.
Someone specifically looking for me? Because that's what I'm known for? Putting Michael Stipe's head on a popsicle stick?
Sad what my life has come to.
Ah, Grandma Blue. I love you.
Do you think the ice cream man is selling Michael Stipe popsicles this season?
So you think the female body is gross, Dr. K?
Funny, that's not the impression I got last time I saw you.
Want me to start posting poems about macho guys in pick-up trucks heading to the woods with guns and beer? Or wait, macho academic types heading to the library with pens in hand? (The word pen and penis have the same root, don't they? So that makes writing a macho act ....)
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