I ran across this interesting article about Sex Blogs disappearing from Google searches at boingboing.net. Check it out.
The article features commentary from Violet Blue and tangentially, her article about unsafe sex products.
Has anyone else noticed a change in their results in Google searches?
Just wondering.
ETA: Danny Sullivan at Search Engine Land has some great information on this in his post Of Disappearing Sex Blogs & Google Updates.
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Monday, December 18, 2006
(Almost) Six Weird Things
You know, lately I've been pretty scarce around here. If I were writing about my personal life, there'd be plenty here, but I'm not and there isn't. Suffice to say there are the beginnings of several new stories which I can hope will one day draw to a climax (snicker), but I'm not going to pressure myself.
Al Sensu over at Hard & Fast (and erotischism) tagged me with this one. Two weeks ago. Yes, I know. So without further ado, six weird things about me.
1. I hate to touch newspaper. I hate the way it feels. I hate the ink rubbing off. Hate the smell. Hate it. If my husband didn't pick up the freebie-papers that hit our driveway every week (and if they weren't in plastic bags), there'd just be a big mushy pile of soggy newspaper in my driveway. Very endearing to the neighbors, don't you think?
2. I can't sleep naked. I've never been able to. And I'm not talking about a gown here. I want something between my legs. (Go ahead, it's okay.) PJ pants. A t-shirt is fine as long as there are pants. Even in the summer.
3. I am a Disney freak. I love all things Disney. By my cipherin' I figure I've spent over 100 days in Disney Parks. I can spot a hidden Mickey in everyday objects and I know where to find PUSH. I'm excited just thinking about it.
4. Even numbers are good. Odd numbers are bad. Want to watch me get really frustrated? Take an odd number of eggs out of the carton and hand it to me.
5. I hate the circus. It's creepy and stressful.
6. Well, sadly after an hour of noodling on this, I can't come up with a 6th thing. Not that it doesn't exist, mind you. It's just not coming.
So there you have it. I'm not tagging anyone because I am obviously the last person on the interweb to have done this.
Happy holidays everyone.
Al Sensu over at Hard & Fast (and erotischism) tagged me with this one. Two weeks ago. Yes, I know. So without further ado, six weird things about me.
1. I hate to touch newspaper. I hate the way it feels. I hate the ink rubbing off. Hate the smell. Hate it. If my husband didn't pick up the freebie-papers that hit our driveway every week (and if they weren't in plastic bags), there'd just be a big mushy pile of soggy newspaper in my driveway. Very endearing to the neighbors, don't you think?
2. I can't sleep naked. I've never been able to. And I'm not talking about a gown here. I want something between my legs. (Go ahead, it's okay.) PJ pants. A t-shirt is fine as long as there are pants. Even in the summer.
3. I am a Disney freak. I love all things Disney. By my cipherin' I figure I've spent over 100 days in Disney Parks. I can spot a hidden Mickey in everyday objects and I know where to find PUSH. I'm excited just thinking about it.
4. Even numbers are good. Odd numbers are bad. Want to watch me get really frustrated? Take an odd number of eggs out of the carton and hand it to me.
5. I hate the circus. It's creepy and stressful.
6. Well, sadly after an hour of noodling on this, I can't come up with a 6th thing. Not that it doesn't exist, mind you. It's just not coming.
So there you have it. I'm not tagging anyone because I am obviously the last person on the interweb to have done this.
Happy holidays everyone.
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