Luckily there are a few oft-searched words in posts from earlier years so to my delight this site still pops up in the Googles every now and then.
And to my extra delight the most commonly searched terms that lead people here are 'nice boys' and 'good hair,' which I'm cool with (the search phrase that does actually worry me a little is 'how to survive a dust storm'; true story. There really is nothing here that can help you if you've got a dust storm bearing down on you. Please! Leave now! I don't know shit about sand!).
Anyhoo, so here we are in April already. While it may look like I've completely neglected this site for months now it's not entirely true that I have. You see, I've been annoying dear friends and family taking photos of, well, bloody everything, all with the intention of posting them here. I've stopped meals, halted martinis mid-sip, made people pull over, ignored dear companions for whole chunks of evenings while I've set up just the right shot... All for what? For nought, because I've posted none of them here.
Urgh, I really am the world's worst blogger (and possibly friend/daughter/Mahjong partner too).
So, time to re-engage. Here's a little something we can talk about tomorrow. See you then?
14 comments:
Welcome back. I have missed your delightfully irreverent take on life. I will assuredly be back tomorrow - or whenever you get around to posting next.
Dear TEC hello! I do so hope you are well, and staying warm as the Canberra winter descends. Are you in that stage of startlingly blue skies? I miss that.
Crisp mornings, eye hurting blue skies, afternoon warmth. Canberra does Autumn really, really well.
Consider yourself lucky, Kettle.
One of the phrases that lead people to TSFKA is "sexual intercourse with pygmy women".
I really have no idea why.
oh yeah, when I had a blog people were coming to my site looking for insect crush fetish (it was ALL Kafka's fault)
ps. you are the world's most excellent blogger
You post very little, I post very much. Somehow I think it all balances out.
I had someone find my blog by searching Google for: "it's a rainy Saturday isn't it?"
That's all I got on that front.
"eye hurting blue skies" - dear TEC yes, yes, yes. I understand Canberra more the longer I'm away from it.
And darling Ramon, Squibby and Look See, thanks to our collective top search phrases this site got 110 hits today. Who knew there was so much interest in nice boys with good hair (and pet insects) having sex with pygmy women on rainy Saturdays? I mean really, who knew?
(No really, who knew?)
(And Squibby, you're totally lovely. If you're ever in the market for a sister, let me know.)
(Thanks. Oh, I always wanted a sister)
Would this be a good time for me to applaud your decision to post more regularly?
Ha! Mr E, cough, mutter mutter...
So that's a No then.......
No Mr E, it's a 'yes' and I will be posting more just as soon as I get back to dry land after my week on the Endeavour. My lordy yes.
Oh Pulease Kettle,
Spare us the "Sorry I haven't written but I'm busy sailing the high seas on the Endeavour" excuse.
Nobodies swallowed that old excuse since the 1770's!
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