Google as oracle

by DaniGirl on March 24, 2006 · 12 comments

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I have been playing in the referral logs again. (I suppose this is an unintentional segue from my last post on guilty online pleasures.) It continues to amaze me the questions that people ask the Internet.

A lot of the hits I get are on infertility, low morphology, IUI and IVF. Searchers came by this month on “why iui failed” and “why pineapple IVF” (I get a lot of variations on the pineapple-IVF search. I guess that one is still hot in infertility circles.) And some people I suspect have not struggled with infertility have found me, too, via “my wee smells is it pregnancy hormone” and ” im three days late not sure“.

We do have a few pet topics around here, like “striped turtlenecks“. Weight Watchers has usurped me from first place, but I am still the second search return for “weight watcher points for Tim Hortons“, and I’ve had more than one searcher drop by on “industrial strength bras“. And I have to smile every time I see a variation on one of my favourite rants, “why americans say zee“.

I get a lot of book review hits, too. Some of them make me wish I had the Internet when I was writing essays in high school, like “what do you think is the feeling of an ounce of cure by alice munro” or even, “how do you pronounce penelopiad“?

Some stuff I have no answers for. “Where’s the Coronation of Napoleon located?” I’m guessing France, but beyond that I’m not too sure. And I get a whole lot of conspiracy theorists asking a variation on “what mothership theories“… don’t even get me started on the weird types of postcards people want.

Ugh, you know what? This whole post was centred around one search hit I got last week, and now when I key it back into Google to get the search returns – I’m not there! Either someone had a lot more patience than me and searched into the double-digit pages, or the Internet is messing with my head.

Ah well, you’ll have to believe me when I tell you that my favourite hit recently was someone searching for “very very very very very very scary mummy.”

I’m not sure I even want to know!

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1 suze March 24, 2006 at 2:22 pm

ahhh, referral logs…an endless source of entertainment and amusement. :)

2 suze March 24, 2006 at 2:22 pm

ahhh, referral logs…an endless source of entertainment and amusement. :)

3 Marla March 24, 2006 at 2:22 pm

Wow! I usually get “stinky belly button” (practically weekly) and once, “man in Wal-mart wearing only a diaper”. I don’t even want to think about the “Daddies who hit their daughters” search and why I came up for that one. However, I haven’t checked since I posted two poo stories. I’m afraid. Very afraid.

4 Marla March 24, 2006 at 2:22 pm

Wow! I usually get “stinky belly button” (practically weekly) and once, “man in Wal-mart wearing only a diaper”. I don’t even want to think about the “Daddies who hit their daughters” search and why I came up for that one. However, I haven’t checked since I posted two poo stories. I’m afraid. Very afraid.

5 JoJo March 24, 2006 at 2:56 pm

Oh geez. One something of the same line, have you ever googled yourself? You come up a lot in tv and articles. You’re a media star!

6 JoJo March 24, 2006 at 2:56 pm

Oh geez. One something of the same line, have you ever googled yourself? You come up a lot in tv and articles. You’re a media star!

7 nancy March 24, 2006 at 3:53 pm

I am not quite sure how to check this other than on my site meter which only tells me my last 100 referrals and about 90% of them are unknown.
I did find in my last 100 referrals google searches that found me were:
- long handle back lotion applier
- estrogen levels and ovarian hyperstim syndrome
- random monkeys jumping
but I do recall another one a while ago of which I was a little proud:
- baileys martini

8 nancy March 24, 2006 at 3:53 pm

I am not quite sure how to check this other than on my site meter which only tells me my last 100 referrals and about 90% of them are unknown.
I did find in my last 100 referrals google searches that found me were:
- long handle back lotion applier
- estrogen levels and ovarian hyperstim syndrome
- random monkeys jumping
but I do recall another one a while ago of which I was a little proud:
- baileys martini

9 Northern Mom March 24, 2006 at 4:19 pm

I guess it’s soon time to find all these little blogging wonders! Once I get the basics down then look out!

10 Northern Mom March 24, 2006 at 4:19 pm

I guess it’s soon time to find all these little blogging wonders! Once I get the basics down then look out!

11 stephanie March 25, 2006 at 2:49 am

LOL. The one about the wee is too much. Industrial strength bras? For industrial strength boobs?

12 stephanie March 25, 2006 at 2:49 am

LOL. The one about the wee is too much. Industrial strength bras? For industrial strength boobs?

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