In Local News: August 2003 Archives

They've always been rather dull, but a glance through my logs now reveals a couple of strange referrals coming from Googleville:

"unpatriotic englishmen quotes" (pfft, wrong person, dude)
"the longest nipples of great britain" (the above, with greater emphasis on 'wrong')
"can rattlesnakes live in britain" (no, at least not comfortably; too damp in winter)
"canada a little part of britain" (if you insist)
"i am weasel cereal" (I don't doubt it)
"ichat underwear" (I might actually wear these if I was sure no-one was going to undress me)
"the mushrooms and italian sausage are rough but the sauce is deliciously soothing" (I am clearly not alone in my pseudosexual love of food)
"stairs naked" (often, but not on the internet... et ce n'est pas beau)
"viggo mortensen naked" (Viggo is very charming in person, but I don't want to see him naked, nor do you).

I can see how certain parties are concerned that blogs, with their generally wide ranging vocabularies, may be clogging up search engines. Fair point, but I maintain that when I need to find something online, I invariably do, and with no apparent delays. If anything, it has become even faster than it was when I first got online from home in '94... I can't even remember, as an aside, if there were any search engines around at the time. If people can't refine their searches so as to maximise appropriate hits, it is their own problem; they may come to deal through experience, and if not, not. It isn't on par with natural selection, but making people think about what they're looking for will certainly sharpen a few extraordinarily dull minds.