Who reamed Roger Rabbit?
I seriously do not know, but apparently my blog is one place to find the answer to this important question.
Although it is a bit deflating to realize how many of my hits must be irritating mistakes to the people who visit, overall, checking out how people found my blog via Google search terms used to be fun.
A lot of people come to the post Top Nine Most Romantic Love Scenes in Romance by Googling “top love scenes.”
I do feel sorry for all the people looking for “orgasm on command” who hope to find some assistance here, but instead find this post.
Some of the other terms are pretty amusing:
“transforming men into pretty sluts”
“luscious butts”
“oldhumansex” (one word, of course)
“rfp tofurkey”
I wonder how many pages of Google search results the folks looking for “Jon Stewart” had to wade through to find my blog, because a search for him yields over 6 million hits, and I’m pretty sure my Hanukkah post is not in the top, oh, 5.99 million.
Sometimes people (authors, reviewers) are Googling themselves, never an activity you want to be caught doing.
And I’ve lost count of how many folks found my blog looking for the name of the cover model for Lisa Kleypas’s Seduce Me at Sunrise.
My absolute favorite has to be “I saw something nasty in the wood shed”, which is a line from a terrific movie, Cold Comfort Farm. I used it in my review of Nora Roberts’ Born in Fire.
But I now realize there is a dark side to search terms.
Sometimes people are looking for spoilers, and it is a great and terrible irony that those people are sometimes spoiling me by doing so. There is nothing more disappointing than being halfway through a series like Sookie Stackhouse or the Black Dagger Brotherhood or the Twelve Houses and finding out what happens in the book I haven’t read.
I guess I can display more self control and just not look at the search terms, but that would require not visiting my stats page and that’s way more self control than I have.
Hope everyone has a wonderful Christmas!
