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August 28, 2007
Bad Girls of the North
You diligent readers will note that the original Bad Girl of the North is our friend Emily, who was, appropriately, given a pink shirt featuring these words as a gift upon our return from Alaska this year. So I can see how the search string "Bad Girls of the North" led some (likely disappointed) Web surfer to our site.
"Oh no!" you might be saying, "Is this another one of those entries in which Matthew goes on and on about search strings, the discussion eventually devolving into how funny and strange it is that mention of peeing contests led people to the blog, etc, etc?"
It is indeed one of those days. I'll get the peeing contests out of the way straight off. This time, we had a few variations on the theme. For example.
japanese hold pee contest
japan hold pee contest
Now the peeing contests are internationally themed! Is this progress or its opposite?
I also like:
flowers on the side of the road in southern ohio that are purple
That's what I call a Web surfer who really knows what he's looking for. I mean, what specificity. I'm really sorry that we didn't have the answer for whatever question was rattling around in his head.
I was delighted to see this one:
driving with a medical boot
Spending as much time as I have with the medical boot of late, I am in a good position to say that driving with a medical boot is not a good idea. Operating locks and jumping over stiles with a medical boot is treacherous enough.
Sorry, I thought we were done with these, but I must report that the peeing contest seekers are now looking for pictorial thrills.
holding pee contest pictures
And what do we make of this?
old barnstorming 23 patch
And I'd like to say I don't know what this is all about:
toss two balls connected around 3 horizontal cross bars
I mean, the phrase brings some fairly interesting scenarios to mind. But, alas, the browser who keyed in this seemingly cryptic phrase was merely looking for information about frisbee golf, a really outstanding game, fun for the whole family, that sort of thing. I think you can get it at Target.
I'm trying to decide whether the following represents a typo or someone looking for pictures of unusual caves with electricity. I prefer the latter option.
strange & wired caves wonders photos
Ditto the following in terms of the spelling.
native gathererings for 2007 in ohio
In other news, as the one-year anniversary of our tenure in the barn approaches, we have been contemplating ways in with to make our lives here more comfortable. First there was the washer/dryer combo, which disappointed those of you who like to think of us living a Walden-style hardscrabble existence. Then there was the DirecTV satellite, cleverly positioned on the back of the barn so as not to offend the lurking ambassadors of the Historical Committee, who prowl the streets in search of even minor violations. And now, there is the Dyson Animal, Robbi's dream vacuum, the only machine capable, apparently, of really removing pet dander from one's rugs.
Here is the beast.
Don't be fooled by the purple plastic casing. The thing is a real beast.
I am not one to be easily moved by household appliances, but I must say the Animal lives up to its colorful name. Seeing the sheer volume of filth the Animal removed from our carpets in 10 minutes of work made me somewhat queasy. And so we have a fancy vacuum. The myth of our spartan existence is slowly coming undone.
In what might be the final straw, as far as your respect for us is concerned, I will tell you that a gentleman came by to day to take a look at the space for the purpose of giving us an estimate for an air conditioning system. I am almost ashamed to say it. The mind scaldingly hot days of wandering around the barn as if in a humid armpit might soon be behind us. There is a new kind of system that heats and cools, can be mounted subtly inside the room to be cooled, with a tiny compressor and apparently, a very efficient use of electricity. I will post more details if and when we decide to make the plunge.
Lordy, this got boring. Sorry about that. Here's a little something by way of apology:
That's right, it's the Hot Brown, perhaps the most delicious looking thing I never got the chance to try. Oh, Hot Brown, I long for thee.
Posted by bogenamp at August 28, 2007 06:49 PM