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I do hope that no one who reads this blog (except for that bastard Bil Keane) takes my misanthropic rantings seriously. The reader who I named and shamed as the “Pervert from Edmonton” yesterday has revealed herself to be a very nice person named Sarah, who, as she put it, “was bored at work and tried to come up the most bizarre searches possible containing only words found in your blog. It amused me greatly and managed to kill almost 20 minutes.”

Now, obviously I would never criticize anyone who is using my blog to avoid working, since that is more or less what I use it for. (In fact, I’m avoiding work right now!) Sarah suggests such time-wasting activity as good fodder for a contest, which I heartily agree with, so go nuts, everybody. We’ll see if I can distinguish between the zany searches from my loyal readers and filthy searches from actual perverts.

Oh, and a linkback goes to Things I hate about…, which is a blog that, believe it or not, is much more misanthropic than mine.

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OK, when a couple days ago I promised to tell you all about the most alarming search results that lead to my blog, I didn’t expect things to get so alarming so quickly. But sure enough, a look at my referrer logs today indicates that someone stumbled onto IRTCSYDHT by going to Earthlink’s rebranded Google search and looking for “blondie bumstead nude.”

I’ve posted a screenshot of the search page that brought my anonymous pervert fan here because I think it’s funny on a number of levels. For one thing, whoever it is apparently browsed through 19 pages of filth before deciding to click on the link to my blog.

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With access to my Web host’s logs, I can tell a lot about my readers. Sometimes, I can tell more than I really want to. For instance, if someone finds this Weblog via a search engine, I can tell what words they plugged into the search engine. Usually, they’re just looking up “josh reads the comics,” but sometimes their search terms are more … disturbing. I’m not sure what’s more alarming: the fact that someone searched on Yahoo for “miss buxley in a bikini,” or the fact that this Weblog was the number 11 result for that query. Anyway, in an attempt to embarrass and alienate my readership, I promise to post the most bizarre search queries to the blog.

Incidentally, I’d like to give a linkback to Tube City Almanac. I’m not saying that the author of this blog found my page by searching for pictures of Miss Buxley in a bikini, but I’m not saying that he didn’t, either.

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