For the most part Google Analytics makes me feel bad, but I still look at it because once in a while it has worthwhile little nuggets of amusement.
The keyword searches are what I look at. What do people search for and end up at my blog (and most likely disappointed)?
Why does bacon have rainbow colours on it?
Why indeed.
My apologies to the person who did not get the answer they were looking for, but I will venture a guess. Bacon is greasey. Grease is shiny. Shiny reflects like. Light reflections produce rainbows.
P.S. I love this person for combining two of my favourite things in the world.
Showing posts with label rainbows. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rainbows. Show all posts
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Resolutions are bullshit.
Happy birthday to Steph!
Ok, now on with the regularly scheduled rambling...
I was looking through my Livejournal and read the entry I made first last year, and this was in it:
Oh, that's just too funny. "Not a problem." LMAO. I did find a job...I found several jobs, and I stuck with each one for a while...the shortest one was three days. I was right about the story. I definitely added to my debt like crazy. The last one was just funny. I forgot I put that.
On a completely unrelated note, at the moment I am feeling down, but I don't want to bring the drama to baconyum. Still I feel like acknowledging it. I shall do it in a round about way.
I wish I was a rainbow. Rainbows don't exist in darkness, and they appear when the storm has passed or just to pop in and add some colour to life. I always get excited when I see rainbows. I could be absolutely depressed, but if I see a rainbow, it gives me a moment of peace. Rainbow is my favourite colour. My art sucks because I have this desire to use as many colours as possible. It looks like the colour monster threw up in my room. Rainbows are my zen. Writing about rainbows actually helped a bit. I feel a little better now.
People call me cynical. I don't think they know me very well.
...or know the actual definition of cynical.
Ok, now on with the regularly scheduled rambling...
I was looking through my Livejournal and read the entry I made first last year, and this was in it:
My New Year's Resolutions (always make them, rarely keep them)
-Go vegan again.
-Find a job and stick with it.
-Write more of my story every day.
-Stop spending so much money. Reduce debt, don't add to it.
-Stop picking nose.
I'll probably go vegan again when I move. Not a problem. The job thing is so unpredictable. The story thing probably won't last but I'll really try. The money thing...well, I kind of have no choice, but I seriously doubt that I'll reduce my debt. I like picking my nose, I don't know why I put that on there. :o)
Oh, that's just too funny. "Not a problem." LMAO. I did find a job...I found several jobs, and I stuck with each one for a while...the shortest one was three days. I was right about the story. I definitely added to my debt like crazy. The last one was just funny. I forgot I put that.
On a completely unrelated note, at the moment I am feeling down, but I don't want to bring the drama to baconyum. Still I feel like acknowledging it. I shall do it in a round about way.
I wish I was a rainbow. Rainbows don't exist in darkness, and they appear when the storm has passed or just to pop in and add some colour to life. I always get excited when I see rainbows. I could be absolutely depressed, but if I see a rainbow, it gives me a moment of peace. Rainbow is my favourite colour. My art sucks because I have this desire to use as many colours as possible. It looks like the colour monster threw up in my room. Rainbows are my zen. Writing about rainbows actually helped a bit. I feel a little better now.
People call me cynical. I don't think they know me very well.
...or know the actual definition of cynical.
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