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I could quite simply not resist. I love Chuck Norris.
So it was like all my Christmases had come at once when I checked Google Trends and saw number 8 was: where is Chuck Norris?
I could quite simply not resist. I love Chuck Norris.
So it was like all my Christmases had come at once when I checked Google Trends and saw number 8 was: where is Chuck Norris?
There are days when writing this blog is almost cumbersome.
Something’s getting to me…bad.
What’s that? you ask. Well it’s the slow but steady loss of faith in humanity that arises from constantly studying Google Trends
In short, people Google complete and utter crap and they Google it for 23 out of the 24 hours of the day.
The Australian Open has arrived. And I’m Australian. So I can’t possibly pass up an opportunity blog about this tennis extravaganza.
There’s only one problem. I know nothing about tennis… actually that’s a lie. I know a bit about tennis but it’s mostly about what the players are wearing and how sexy the men are.
Today I got nothing. I am plum, yes plum, out of inspiration.
There’s something about the Bachelor being pregnant and the set list for Coachella 2010, which is all well and good… blah, not exactly riveting to write about.
But then I stumbled across Rachel Alexandra.
I’m sorry, I simply couldn’t resist.
Scanning over today’s top Google searches, I stumbled across number 5, ‘How old is Sophia Loren?’
The poor women. You may say that this could be construed as a compliment… but I’m pretty sure we all know deep down that it isn’t.
Gather ’round folks, gather ’round. You may or you may not be shocked to hear the tidings I bring…
I regret to inform you that Haiti is out. General Larry Platt is in.
Now I wouldn’t be much of a obsessed Google nut if I didn’t dedicate today’s post to the search engine’s tiff with China.
Like an old married couple, Google and China have been squabbling over this and that since Google set up Google.cn. But this time Google’s had it… he wants a divorce!
I submit, I submit!
Bitter winter temptress, you have brought me to my knees!
I didn’t want to do it. You out there know I didn’t want to do it. But two days of yawn-inducing search topics on Google Trends have forced me to do the unthinkable: blog about the weather (cue involuntary shudder).
Today, I was very tempted to take a swipe at “Apocalypse Man”.
The newest and probably only buffed up super scientist on the History Channel, Apocalypse Man (a.k.a Rudy Reyes) is showing Americans everywhere survival techniques… just in case the Four Horsemen come aknocking, of course.
And call him what you will. But don’t call him unresourceful! Reyes knows how to make fire from steel wool- Macgyver himself couldn’t have done better.
Now before I get bombarded with hate mail- although that would be a welcome change from the current sinking feeling I have that no one is reading my blog- I love Oprah.
I loved her when she was fat. I loved her when she was skinny. I even madly defended my love for her when they said she was romantically linked to her best friend Gail- vicious media vultures!
But all the love that I have for Oprah does not stop me from asking this: why do we follow her every direction like brain dead sheep?
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