I am a huge fan of the Google. In fact, I most recently consulted Google regarding the best way to catch a mouse, and then again just a few days later when researching pinewood derby cars. Even at eight and five, our boys will tell you that Google is a trusted name in our home.
Google is also a great source for finding crazy blogs. And I should know. The feedjit widget in my sidebar allows me to know where my visitors come from, what time they arrived, what operating system they use, and even the browser they use. The most enjoyable part of that, is knowing the crazy things that people search for when they end up here at my place.
I smile thinking of all the crazy.
1. De Kalb, Texas arrived from google.com on “Thursday Thirteen – Thirteen Things In My Purse” by searching for applying hand sanitizer on fever blisters.
- Hello, DeKalb. Um, I have no idea why anyone would even think about applying hand sanitizer to a fever blister but, I have to ask, ARE YOU CRAZY? The first thing that came to mind when I read about your search was BURN BABY BURN. Might I suggest you try abreva? Or vitamin E? In fact, I might try anything except the hand sanitizer. Good luck to you. I’d love it if you’d pop in and let me know how that worked for you.
2. Ashland, Kentucky arrived from google.com on “Thursday Thirteen – The Letter “K” by searching for Hamor Street Townhouse Flatwoods KY.
- Ashland, Kentucky, how are you? I am pleased to tell you that McDaddy and I spent our first year of marriage in the Hamor Street Townhomes. We lived in number six and when we lived there (1998) HamorStreet was peaceful andperfect for us. I would highly recommend the Hamor Street Townhomes if you are looking for a great place to live, however, you should know that the key to the back door of townhouse six will also work in the back door lock of townhouse five. One evening after a run, McDaddy walked up onto the deck of what he thought was our townhouse. Seeing our grill on our deck, he thought it was odd that our neighbor had the exact same grill as we did. Only it was OUR grill because he didn’t realize at the time that he was at the wrong back door. He placed his key in the door and opened the door and for three seconds he stood in the doorway of our neighbor’s kitchen. And all I’m saying is that our neighbor should be thankful it wasn’t me who accidentally unlocked the back door because me and my nosey would of had a quick look around before leaving. So, you might want to check that out before signing a lease. Say hi to neighbor #5, would ya?
3. Perth, Western Australia arrived from google.com.au on “One Of Those Dreaded Christmas Letters” by searching for FREE Happy chirstmas letters.
- Good Day, mate! There are at least three Christmas letters hanging out around here at From Inmates To Playdates. They are happy. And free. And crazy. So, take all you want.
4. San Diego, California arrived from google.com on “Broken Jaws” by searching for in embalming does the jaw get broken?.
- Hi San Diego! I have only seen one embalming, so I am certainly not an expert in the field, but as far as I know, the jaw is not broken during an embalming. Using a small metal pointy tip gun, a needle with an attached wire is shot into the upper and lower gums. The wires arethen twisted together with pliers pulling the upper and lower jaws together. As I stood watching the embalming, I made my funeral-director friend, Bryan promise that on the off chance I ever ended up on his embalming table, that he would not wire my jaws completely closed for all of an eternity. Instead, I’d like for him to leave me about an eighth of an inch and suck out some extra flab with that trocar thing before displaying me in all my glory. So, to answer your question, no, the jaws are not broken in embalming.
5. West Monroe, Louisiana arrived from search.mywebsearch.com on Letters To Crazy People – From Inmates to Playdates by searching for letters people have wrote to their ex dealing with his new wife.
- What’s up, Louisiana? First of all I must tell you that I have never been an ex-wife. At this point, McDaddy would tell you that “It’s cheaper to keep her.” However. I can tell you with 100% certainty that if McDaddy ever did take another wife, I wouldn’t want any part of a letter about her. I’m wondering what kind of letter you are referring to. I’d love to talk further with you about this because if there’s one thing I love, it’s a good drama-filled story. Stop by any old time. Kinda sounds like you and your crazy (and the new wife, or the ex wife even) would fit in perfectly around here.
6. Florence, Kentucky arrived from bing.com on A Little Bit of Gross! – From Inmates to Playdates by searching for how to get my wife to get a little bit nasty but not gross nasty.
- Ahem. Florence, Kentucky. Really? I MEAN REALLY? A little bit nasty, but not gross nasty? I might be crazy, but I’m not crazy nasty.What does that mean exactly? Or do I even want to know? Nah. I don’t think I do. But thanks for stopping by.
7. Espoo, Southern Finland arrived from google.de on Kinky In Helsinki by searching for kinky in helsinki.
- Sup Finland? How in the heck are ya? I appreciate you stopping by my humble abode and I love the nailcolor kinky in Helsinki! I think of y’all everytime I’m wearing it! Stop by often for a shot of crazy with a side of kinky. Oh I kid. It’s all about the crazy around here.
8. Flowery Branch, Georgia arrived from google.com on “Christmas Cards – From Inmates to Playdates” by searching for are all inmates nutcases?
- Hey Flowery Branch, I’m so glad you stopped by. While not all inmates are nutcases, I can vouch that there are quite of few of them around these parts. Straight. Up. Nutcases. Which is why I fit in there. Appreciate you stopping by.
Thank you Google for sending business my way!
Have a great Monday, y’all!