(final) lack of what was found there [unintentionally adjective-heavy post]
Thursday 20 December 2007 | I like a cookie
As an afterthought, here are some recent misguided, blundering searches, just to close out the year—they grow repetitive so this will probably be the last one of these posts dedicated to the hopelessly electronically lost.
In the spirit of wrapping up another year of unreliability…at some point in the last few days, the Un passed 15,000 visitors. As well, thanks to aggressive linking from stochasticactus, miss bovary, oleoptene and hiphopvoterproject, the Un’s at a solid 50 hits per day, which probably doesn’t sound like a lot to you gazillions-of-hits-a-minute big-swinging-dick bloggers, but for us it’s huge, and fully justifies the $9.95 per month (the cost of this pointless hobby).
On such an unremarkable, non-momentous occasion, we’d like to take this opportunity to thank our faithless readers (whose comments are always so deply sustaining and enheartening) and, especially, major donors
- Monsieur Flipper: who sent cash (!); many incisive, caustic, politically brilliant emails; and two woefully neglected Holly Golightly CDs.
- Kimba: who donated snowy white sneakers just waiting to be defiled with their accompanying brightly colored paints; and food.
(The other night around 10 pm the Brujo wandered into my office saying plaintively, “Hot bread!” I ignored him and kept typing, knowing perfectly well that fridge and pantry were completely empty because we hadn’t been shopping in two weeks. “Hot bread!” he repeated, until finally I looked up at him. “Is this just wish-fulfillment, or are you trying to manifest prosperity, or what?” “No,” he said, shaking his head, “there’s hot bread!” In order to confirm his insanity I followed him into the kitchen, where he opened the oven and removed…a large, round, piping-hot loaf of bread. I blinked, and only then remembered: Kimba shipped us two gourmet sourdough loaves in July as a moving-in present! And we painstakingly double-bagged it per the instructions, and froze it and forgot about it…until that moment, when we sat down to a midnight feast of butter, blueberry preserves, and, yes, hot bread.
- And Patron par Excellence, The Gorgon: who earlier this year basically ensured the Un’s survival (both as a website and as an incarnated person) for the next three years, through his unassuming hey-look-over-there generosity. He also bought us a bicycle (?!), which will be delivered in January and of which we will post adoring pictures; at which time we will also seize the opportunity to tell various stories on this fascinating and wickedly funny computer genius, harpsichordist and music producer, master chef, landlord to many bats, sailboat captain and gentleman.
Now back to the weird searches. And to finish packing because time grows short and Baja, mes amis, is long….
how long is a lunesta prescription valid
selegiline snorting
rozerem and gluten-free
“don’t mess with texas women” mug
polka metal
tiny lizards [in my wine / make me feel happy….]
funny impermanence [oh YEAH?! well I don’t think it’s very freaking funny, bub]
who was miles davis first girlfriend when did he marry her
pictures of miles davis first wife
hester rebellious quotations
furball remedy
Leonard Cohen snowmobile [?]
hungry but can’t eat
never really awake [same person?]
diabolical behavior therapy
zen center priest boyfriend?
what does this quotation means the road to excess leads to the palace of wisdom? [where to start…]
pressed faeries
faery door quotations
hello kitty cellphones
adjustment disorder NOS
parpignol parpignol parpignol
drive all blames into juan
famous wrong things aristotle said [where to start, part II…]
barbie truck [go barbie!]
woo woo zen
pamper myself silly [go you]
naked famous men
yorkie trembling [them little dogs gets nervous]
credit rating tofutti [probably no connection, benighted inquisitor]
divigatory
mrkrgnao [!]
lots and lots of:
gay vampire porn
what happens if you snort abilify [and fifty variants thereof]
zen dingbats [I swear to God I don’t understand the frequency of this search]
perhaps most inexplicably:
woman in car picking nose
my apologies for being useless on this topic:
help for self-discipline lazy
and my current fave:
it’s just a headache so what?
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