Day 10: Mindless Dribble

Some of you may have heard of google - that little advertising company that happens to offer about a hundred other tools, including a somewhat popular search engine. If you haven't, you should really check it out - it's pretty good.

In addition to the search engine, Google has a nifty collection of tools, applications and services that are quite impressive. Among them are Blogger which this blog is posted on, and Google Analytics which can be used to view information about your website - how many people are visiting, roughly where they are visiting from, how they found you, etc.

As you might imagine, I like to boost my ego on occasion by seeing who has viewed my blog and how they are getting there. For example, the McGarry's have been nice enough to link to my blog, so I get some traffic that way. A few of you have been emailing the URL around or getting it from my facebook and gmail (just ask if you want it, but I'm not posting it here) profiles, so those show up too. (By the way - I'm glad you enjoy or are at least nice enough to support me - a big IOU to all y'all.)

Now the next part is what worries me. Some people find the blog through search engines. Among the terms searched for are "chadwik66 blog", "fat man chad holmes", and "fat man running chad". All good and hopefully effective searches. Unfortunately, other searches lead to my site as well. These include:

• "fat man with bib"
  
• "picture of fat man running in pink shirt"
  
• "running fat man game"
  

Now, I can kind of see how a single fat man running in a pink shirt could be humorous. But come on! A full game of fat men running? Other than the Holmes brothers dominating the annual snow football game against the Fredericks, that is a sight that should never occur, nevermind be photographed.

And even worse, what sick sum-bitch wants to see a fat man with a bib? Seriously, that is just wrong in so many ways. The only thing that can lead to is a search for "fat man in diapers", which brings an onslaught of very disturbing thoughts that are probably easily seen on the internet (you can do your own searching on that one).

Anyway - today was a slow day in Prince Rupert, BC as we wait to get on a ferry tomorrow (keep the gay jokes coming - I'm glad we're all so mature here). We had an uneventful day of doing laundry, going to the Indian Casino (my bro and his girl should have just handed me $40 and called it good) and then putzing around.

Off to Ketchikan, Metlakatla and finally Vancouver over the next few days. Riding all these ferries is sure gonna make me sore...