Shameful googler busted.*
Busted my first friend googling himself yesterday. He left a message on my answering machine saying 'wow, I just came across this little blog you've been doing and you haven't mentioned anything. Very funny, young lady.' (he really said this, I'm not just blowing smoke up my own arse. Okay, he didn't say exactly the words 'very funny young lady', but he definitely implied that I was hilarious in some way). I tried to figure out how he knew about the blog - because, being the shy retiring thing I am, I've been hiding my cyber 'light' under a web-related 'bushel' - and then realised that he'd googled himself and found my mention of him in an earlier post. Just to make him feel super important, I'll drop his name again. Shannon Vanderwert. From Dallas Crane . He's hot. You should buy their album so you can hear his hot drumming. And here's a not-very-good picture of him with his hot bandmate, Pat Bourke.
*Because, you know, I've never ever ever googled myself. Never. For shame.
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Why shame? There is no shame, only an enquiring mind. You never know who is writing shit about you on the internet these days. In fact I found this site by googling arse-major. Anyhow, now the web-related bushel is romoved your cyber light can shine because we all know who you are now.
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