My daughter mentioned something in passing today about searching on Google.com, and so, what the heck, let's take a look:
Under my actual name (which I am not putting down - why not, I know not, because it's pretty easy to find out what it is) - six entries (mostly yellow pages for my business).
Under my 'internet' name - nine entries (to include BenGay,a YouTube video that I watched at least four times every day the entire time I was in California last year, and misspellings, including the book 'Robinson Crusoe')
Then nine PAGES that were strictly listings of my blog entries.
I found out there is a Hope, Arizona - which has one RV park, one gas station, and one antique store. And that's all.
Under my daughter's name - individuals in Hartford, CT - a pupil at Elmira Elementary School in Vacaville, CA - a bariatric specialist in St. Paul - a radiologist in Phoenix who is looking for true love.
And why, you may ask, did I spend at least 35 minutes discovering all of this useless trivia? Mainly to avoid doing the dishes and going to bed.
I give up - good night!!!
She wants her planet back. Woolfy – “Shooting Stars” Funny how his voice in
this song made me think he was singing ratchet instead of rapture. I heard
this...
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