Search Engines

So today I was checking my weekly stats. I have this gizmo on my blog that will tell me how many visitors I've gotten in the last week, and how they found me. Some are clicking a link on someone else's blog (and for that I thank everyone who links to me), others come directly because they have bookmarked me (also very cool peeps), or they find me by a search engine. If you don't have one of these gizmos, I highly recommend you get one. Just for the pure enjoyment. It cracks me up to see some of the things people are searching for when they reach my blog. Here are some highlights.

A lot of people out there are looking for Cookie Dough Dip Recipies. I thank Alisha for giving me that recipe.

There are also a lot of people who want to know about lizard's swimming skills.

Others, well.... I'm not quite sure what they were looking for.

Like this

chuckecheeses' heigh ho heigh ho its off work we go snow white
What exactly was this person trying to find?

funny first day of school on the short bus for cell phones
I'm picturing a bunch of special cell phones going to their first day of cell phone school on the short bus and having hillarious adventures.

i left bananas in my car
sucks to be you. they really stink up the place.

i found a lizard in my pool what can i do?
Hmm, I don't know, how about take it out? Unless you want rotted dead lizard parts floating around in there.

pool pump keeps louder noise
Good. I'm glad it kept it. I don't want it. Some people seem to be verb challenged.

good 12 year old phone
If it still works after 12 years it's got to be good.

Several other people were actually looking for a good phone for a 12 year old and while I don't think my blog offered them any hints as to what phone to buy, I'm sure hoping they all blocked premium text messaging.

All of these I can kind of see how they ended up on my blog. Even the chuckecheeses/snow white guy. I do have a Chuck E Cheese post. But this last one leaves me absolutely clueless.

she liked it rigid
Wha??? I'm pretty sure they might have been looking for some "other" type of blog. What in the world made Google think they wanted me??

Cut the apron strings already

I was just reading an article about parents of Generation Y kids being way over involved in their kids burgeoning careers. Calling the kids boss to ask why the kid got a bad review and so on. I know it's true though because I see it frequently in my workplace. It's amazing how many ADULTS think it's acceptable to call and ask why their kid wasn't hired, why their kid got a bad review, etc. Maybe it's because the kid doesn't know how to do anything without mommy holding his or her hand???? I'm not in management where I work currently, but I have been in the past and at one point ran my own company so I do have a little experience in this area. I never had to deal with this then, so it's definitely something that's happened in the last few years. I see it more and more every day. Like I said, I'm not the manager, but I do answer the phone and frequently it's a parent is calling to ask if we are hiring, or the status of their kid's application. With the current economy we are receiving ten times as many applications than we were just a month ago. The competition is much tougher, and I really can't help but think that the ones that do get hired are the ones that didn't need mommy to walk them in for their interview. Yes, that happens too. Don't these parents realize that their job as a parent is to raise a child who can function in society without them??? Wouldn't these exact same parents have been mortified if their own parents had called their boss at their first job and asked about their performance review? How in the world have people gotten so warped to think this is cool? I have two kids that fall in the tail end of Gen Y, and I would never think to call on their behalf. When it comes time that they are looking for a job, I may teach them how to write a resume, give them interview tips, or help them pick just the right clothes for their interview, but I'm not going to call to set up the interview or walk in there with them. It's my job to get them ready, not to do it all for them.

People are strange

It never ceases to amaze me how strange people really are. Today while I was out running errands, I stopped to pick up my oldest from a friend's house. Their neighbor was outside in the 100 degree heat, sweeping the street. With a broom. What is the purpose of that? I mean really, it's not even like he had a big dust pan or anything. Just sweeping dust from in front of his driveway to his neighbor's driveway. I'm sure in an hour the wind will blow it right back. This is Arizona for cripes sake. It's dusty here. We have dust storms.

Like this.

Talk about an exercise in futility. I don't get it.