Further to L.G. Smith's post on Bards and Prophets about the surreal contents of her search statistics, I bring you the following (and welcome, if any of you came to me via any of these):
feng shui writers
dose [sic] dan aykroyd strangle albert brooks?
people who liked when dan aykroid [sic] strangled albert brooks
hair shirt might
That last one is the most uncanny for me. The short story I wrote based on my Hair Shirt blog post was called "Hair Shirt Day."
It's like I've already got a reader for it, and it isn't even published yet.
To date, my most popular post is by far The Broken Aquariums of Will Ferrell. It's about a Boston Terrier snore-induced dream. I'm pretty sure that just about everyone who stops by to read it is confused and disappointed. Then again, a little cognitive dissonance is good for the soul, right?