Wednesday, November 12, 2008

I love chicken, I love liver, Google, Google, please deliver!

As you know, I have a long and luscious history with dead animals. I can't help it- the gross just finds me. And it is icky.

Because of my propensity to blog about things that are icky, every once in a while, someone finds this blog by googling "rotting mouse": a sad sign for them, me, and the blog. Other fun search results in the same hit included (click for the big-sized version):

mice ew

In case you can't read it, this blog ranks just below "how to stuff a dead mouse" and just above "I swallowed rotting mouse guts on accident." Yeah. Just take a moment to digest that, will ya?

Edited to add: I was having a dickens of a time trying to add a readable image to Blogger. Curse you, Blogger! This link was very helpful, if you are a PC user: Blissfully Domestic: Help Adding Photos to Blogger Posts
Also, Blogger seemed to think it was Thursday. If only. Hello McFly!


(In)Sanity Gal said...

Wow. That's some feat. I think maybe there should be an award of some sort - like maybe a trophy with a mouse on top of the google icon. It would be a great conversation-starter.

Guy Fawkes said...

..."just above 'I swallowed rotting mouse guts on accident'. DIGEST THAT for a second."

Love. It. :)

All rights reserved to my snotty and generally self-deprecating writing. And if your comments bother me, I'll delete them. That's right, pumpkin.
...How dreary—to be—Somebody!
How public—like a Frog—
To tell one's name—the livelong June—
To an admiring Bog!
-- Emily Dickinson